WI have my words. I have my world.Words are not of another world; they emerge from my world.Otherwise, they'd be just another lie, another trick. Sometimes words seem to represent an illusion, shapes colors absurdity,but they are in fact revealing the...

It doesn't matter where I go nor how long I stay, as long as there's someone home to say goodbye to.A kiss, a hug, a smile, two words "allah ma3ik"... and I am ready to face the world, for this ship is not leaving the port: she's taking the warmth and...