Fuchsia Party
You’re at the local sai hota, just across the street from where you work as a salesman at the fucking hardware store. You know, the one with the weird-ass logo. You hate it. You hate the logo. You hate the shop, hate the job....
How to get bored quick in Manali
This is a beginner’s guide to getting bored quickly in a seriously stunning mountain locale.
simultaneous dreams
i want to be on a highway.. rob banks. enter a town… watch the neon lights… smoky bars sleep in a motel watch latenight show in bed half empty bottles of whisky smell of the carpet stains on the white sheet from the last...
Alibe
There are three things you must know about Alibe. One: he is overly ‘protective’ of his daughter. Two: he is superstitious. Not uncommon traits in men on the island of Maduvvari or maybe even out there in Male. In Alibe’s case, however, they have...
(gaumu) x [gaumu] x #gaumu
#gaumee vaahakavaahakavaahaka x footnote: Hae Hae - Bey, Toy, Ziya & Rydey: A critical review and analysis via Mirus Daily
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...
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 -...
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...
White
We sat in a room of white, of depressed paint, of peeled plaster. We sat in a room of white, waist deep in nostalgia and yellow bile. We sat in a room of white; the crimson possibility of death incarnadined on our sore wrists....
It seemed bigger then,
It seemed bigger then, trees so plentiful and enormous, pine needles thick and browning on the ground, the paths covered in white sand, and that passage with its queer reddish tiles, shaded by bougainvillea that streaked down the sides, so sublime then that it...
Naima
Everyday, while she waited for her husband to come home, Naima would meticulously lay out the table. First she would take a damp cloth and wipe the surface. Then she would arrange the plastic table mats. There was one for the rice bowl, one...
Sheikh's Razor
I shaved my pubes with Sheikh Shaheem’s razor. It was electric. I took great care, making sure to leave no strays. I hope it still smelt of my musk when the sheikh held it in his hands; as a reminder of our connection. Of...