July 17, 2018

The coarse grains of sand moved under his feet as he walked down the timber boardwalk. Rays in shades of pink and yellow washed the city off his face as he sat on the rocks staring into the distance. The air was warmer than he remembered and the rhythm of the waves ca...

January 11, 2018

It was only with the call to prayer echoing from the minarets that I snapped out of a daydream.  The winter sun warm against my face on a terracotta roof terrace, I recall the scurry heading towards the airport last night. Overlooking the Bosphorus River with the fur o...

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