Anyone’s memory can be erased except yours friend seems your shadow will stay haunting mind, heart, soul from the moment you left till my last breath the pictures of you repeating always

Escape, 2020

A woman scribbles with the movement of her pen is able to change what’s unpleasant and describes only water that drips below and birds that sing above a melody forcing her ear to pay homage as she writes of sun rays lighting the earth with yellow, green, blue all the while avoiding thoughts of the … More Escape, 2020


Even herculean imagination will not bring the mind to reason that newcomers mean no harm mean only to lead towards better destinations, maybe, even to a place like Shangri-La. Could they really be different than the ones who arrived lifetimes ago and left their scars? In the beginning they too were so sweet yet always … More Isolation


Of tears, exclusion, pain among the darkness sometimes comes the ray from lives of tumult the turning of pages pen to paper to survive memory with this, books are made

“Saved from Summer” by Ayesha F. Hamid

She welcomed the end of summer’s oppression, the pressure under, over, everywhere having cooked her from within. In summer, the sun weighed down, disheartening from dreams, while the wandering, distracted mind meandered, wished to be someplace else, wished to be free, somewhere else where she was listened to, was esteemed, someplace else where she never … More “Saved from Summer” by Ayesha F. Hamid

“Girls on Trains” by Ayesha F. Hamid

Searching in cities, walking aimlessly, looking for the past, she breathed in remembering what she used to be, believing, supportive, sweet. Scanning faces futilely, she braced herself for the realization that they really weren’t the same faces though they appeared to be. The ghosts haunting her wouldn’t easily be excised, the torture of what could … More “Girls on Trains” by Ayesha F. Hamid