Maryam MirSyrian Sweet RefugeMarhaf loves to bake. And I don’t mean love lightly, I mean truly…love. It is one of his life’s greatest joys. Back in Hama, Syria, he…Jun 12, 2017Jun 12, 2017
Maryam Mira man on the streetyesterday, while walking to pick up food, i passed by a man calling out, “help me.” it was already dark outside and he was wearing…May 18, 2017May 18, 2017
Maryam Mira slow burnFriday evening. As I walk to the subway, I nearly step on a tangerine. I linger on the baby orange as it sits stark against tightly packed…Mar 26, 2017Mar 26, 2017
Maryam Miran #epicSwipe left to the sun Tell your mother you’re no longer into her Ghost on your best friend Your boss Your next door neighbor You never…Dec 8, 2016Dec 8, 2016
Maryam MirDay 1: fish-fryIt rained trout last night, fat and slippery, bodies of fish slammed against roof tops.Nov 4, 2016Nov 4, 2016
Maryam Mirthere is something holy about a public swimming pool on a summer sunday.people slither in and out, a pot of churn -Aug 1, 20161Aug 1, 20161
Maryam MirThe Lonely Citymy lips are buttery thick with pastry warm - flaking my tongue is mildewed it’s rainingJul 10, 2016Jul 10, 2016
