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Analysis, Criticism, Memories, Narrative, Observations, Reflection

Wrestling the Anchor: Adrift

[from "Strange Orbit"] "When my eyes opened, I was swimming in perfect silence. There was no sound of bubbles rushing over my ears or the distant rumble of outboard motors. No muted calls from birds above the surface or the low grating of water rushing over boulders ... I swam through a translucent [ocean] of … Continue reading Wrestling the Anchor: Adrift

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Analysis, Humor, Memories, Narrative, Observations, People, Quirky, Reflection, Uncategorized

The Phoenix in the Olive Tree

The phoenix of popular imagination does not belong flat on his back, atop a broken couch and cuddled with his trumpet, in the cave beneath the Zoughbi house. I was sore from the previous night’s stress-release workout. Still, by the time Rajaee found me in my hiding place, my brain was busy piecing apart the… Continue reading The Phoenix in the Olive Tree