📚 English Literature & International Relations Student, Bookworm, Fiction & Poetry Writer, Language Enthusiast & Polyglot (tarek.gara@mail.huji.ac.il)
I used to feel anxious every time a letter or two got delivered in my mother’s mail, not…
I ought to have this conversation with him, for he just sits there and stares at…
It was a cold night. We were walking fast and with large steps, breathing heavily and forming tiny clouds into the humid…
The way we meet and unmeet.