Fall 2008
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Fiction
A
Gathering of Children
G. Miki Hayden United States
During moments when he could sit on the bench and watch them instead
of being sent hither and yon by their buoyant orders, Ibn Jubayr would speak
with the equally vigilant working-class Arab mothers. You make such a fine
father, Mr. Jubayr. You are a treasure, the women would sigh.
Proselyte
Tovli Simiryan United States
The sound of their songs rose inside me. They were not dreams, but
ambition. I recognized their faces and voices in the distance of my slumber.
Its as though the fog coughed him up. It is as if the desert had roads all
along and we just noticed them. I heard them sing from inside my soul.
Nonfiction
A
Starbucks Like This in Palestine
Greggory Moore United States
They would freak out; it's a garden of paradise with the flora
replaced by brown metal tables beneath umbrellas of green.
Poetry
Cloud Nine
Tanja Cilia Malta
Candy floss clouds.
On stratus cloud nine when you call me
Manifestation
Supreme
Anjum Wasim Dar Pakistan
Green leaves trembling
With the tremors,
Shivering with laughter ...
Byblos: Past
and Present
Katie O'Sullivan United States
Sometimes when her housework was done,
she climbed the wall-clinging patio stairs to reach the flat roof.
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