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A short Story By: Ghazi Gheblawi In the beginning… in the beginning there was nothing, then from a small particle of dust, things existed.. night and day rotated.. the earth became green and yellow.. the first man lived in the cave escaping from the unknown.. then came back to the cave in the last stages of evolution.. days and years passed while they were asleep in the cave, half dead.. they were seven or this what the legend that generations passed on said.. the sun rises and sets and they continue their escape in dreams and illusions.. It is time […]

A Short Story By: Ghazi GheblawiWhat amazed me this morning wasn’t the darkness that surrounded everything around me, and wasn’t losing my sense of hearing, or smelling, but what amazed me, was that when I crawled till I reached what I expected it to be the mirror and turned the lights on, I couldn’t see myself. There was only dark emptiness…!!!I walked to the flat’s front door, facing a stillborn, depressing morning. I tried to touch my eyes, but there was nothing. Only a smooth studded neck. When did I lose my head?!! And what made me more astonished is […]

A short Stroy by: Ibrahim Bayodh*Translated From Arabic by: Ghazi Gheblawi That evening (Al Zarrouk) didn’t leave the residence annexed to the school to house the villages’ students, and which is comprised of three rooms and a shanty; he didn’t leave to visit his family as he used to do every weekend. So he amused himself by preparing tea and succeeded more than once to oust the idea of washing his only trousers but the idea came back again. So he gave up to the urge and took off his trousers in a hurry and wrapped himself with a piece […]