“Annihilation” a beautiful word, with a meaning totally opposite to its pure oral aesthetic. There are other beautiful words, I am sure. Taste is subjective, obviously, but I am sure no one will disagree with the word Annihilation, taken purely as spoken, is beautiful. Can you strip away the meaning from a word? This has […]
Excerpt from 1994 interview with the late Maizan Hassan Manik
Mr. Maizan Hassan Maniku is the Director of the Marine Research Unit, a department of the Ministry of Fisheries and Agriculture. Trained as a Marine biologist he is acknowledged as an expert on the local environment. In this he is involved in research into marine life, especially coral reef damage and their management. Mr. Maniku […]
In Between.
Your travels haven't been kind or comfortable. I can tell. You are tired, wherever you go you are left stranded, stuck with so much love inside you and noone to give it to. I wouldn't know what to do with it either. I still dont. Such yearning for just a sip of water. Shade or […]
Whole, Whole, Half.
It is continuous and flowing, he said. a constant, this state. A highway stretching out as far as the eye can see Earlier he had sat lost in reverie at the beauty of the spaces decorating the landscape rather than the landmarks. "Look" he said. "At?" She asked unfolding her map and looking for it […]
King Kalaafaan Manuscripts
How the Maldives monarchy treasured the remembrance of a fallen king for more than four hundred years.
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Drugs, bats and the banyan tree
I have to call my dealer. I don’t want to but my girlfriend’s going mental. The drug’s got such a big hold on her. It’s meant to be harmless isn’t it, marijuana? But looking at her, the anger on her tiny face, the desperation with which she commands me, they’re all testament to its potency, […]
Tonight's Epilogue
"Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines..." - Pablo Neruda - Tonight I need you here with me more than any other […]
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You're running through dusty streets of Baghdad Tumbling down red sand The distant prayer calling for your survival Distinct echoes of your footsteps A hymn of bare skin and dirt Asking for nothing but forgiveness
Dreams (or other people suck)
“There is a kind of place that you can access only in dreams,” he says. “It is vicious, unhinged, formless horrors scudding back and forth across an impenetrable sky.” He sips from a cup of tea and lights a cigarette. “Sometimes they touch the earth next to you. And take on the guise of friends, […]