Yousuf AzharFlash Nonfiction: Coffee MysteryThere’s something I don’t understand. It’s about coffee. Even though I buy green beans, roast them at home while my family complains about…Jul 2Jul 2
Yousuf AzharExperimenting with Pure GenAI Flash Fiction: “Echoes of the Last Bean”The world’s last coffee bean sat in Ahmed’s palm, a relic of a forgotten pleasure. As the sun set, he planted it with trembling hands…Jul 2Jul 2
Yousuf AzharShort Take: Late Night UrineI awoke inside our tent in Joshua Tree National Park needing to urinate. Mother, Father and my brothers slept nearby. Careful not to step…Jun 24Jun 24
Yousuf AzharVignette: “Ramadan 18, 1445”The sun set and my wife, youngest daughter and I broke our fasts with dates and water. While my wife went upstairs to pray, I prayed…May 24May 24
Yousuf AzharEssay: FathersContent Warning: This essay discusses topics that some readers may find distressing, including suicide and sexual abuse. Reader discretion…May 24May 24
Yousuf AzharEssay: Flight to Puerto RicoA tan middle-aged woman no taller than an airplane seat and a white man almost too big to sit in one traveled to Puerto Rico on the same…May 24May 24
Yousuf AzharMangoes in Hyderabad in 1983It’s probably not true, but the way I remember it, I never had mangoes as naturally sweet as the ones I ate in Hyderabad in 1983. You…May 24May 24
Yousuf AzharShort Story: ScrapedIf you asked me how I upset the boys in the playground, I couldn’t tell you. That’s because I don’t remember what I did or why I did it.Dec 12, 2022Dec 12, 2022