Author: Tala Ladki
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Maybe You Aren’t A Curse After All
The door creaks open, and Haleem appears – his plaid shirt flung open, belt barely done, sweat pooling over the wrinkles of his forehead; sweat that he could easily wipe away with the edge of his sleeve but chooses to ignore instead, sweat that Thuraya hates to see although they’ve been married for decades, and…
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Background Noise
The sound of war planes and foreign drones has become the background noise to her life. Sometimes, she doesn’t need to turn on the TV in the living room nor the small, wooden radio she has in her kitchen when she’s doing chores; the hum of that white, six-legged alien in the sky is enough.…
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But What If I Don’t Want To Be a Content Creator?
When I first joined social media, it didn’t look like what it does today. To create a Facebook account, I had to lie and say I was born in 1980-something. I was still in school, and we used to write inside jokes and birthday greetings on each other’s ‘walls.’ We used to update our ‘status’…
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45 Minutes
‘I can’t find Stanley anywhere. I’ve looked in all his usual hiding places.’ Her voice breaks. She’s not speaking in a haste, as one would expect her to in such a situation; there’s a subtle melancholy in her voice, almost as if she’s already anticipating the worst possible scenario. Before she noticed that Stanley was…
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Relax Your Mind:180 Seconds of Restless Thoughts
“Inhale, lift your arms up. Exhale, drop your hands to the floor. Inhale, right leg back. Drop the knee. Hold.” When I hear her say the movements, they sound easy enough. But there’s a constant humming in my ear, the echo of a voice in my head. “Hold? You can’t hold any longer. Your legs…





