The Geecologist

My Name Is Red

My Name Is Red

Jun 24, 2023 | Fiction | 0 comments

I am nothing but a corpse now, a body at the bottom of a well. Although I drew my last breath long ago and my heart has stopped beating, no one, apart from that vile murderer, knows what’s happened to me. As for that wretch, he felt for my pulse and listened for...
The Power Of Geography

The Power Of Geography

Aug 6, 2022 | Essays, Non-Fiction | 0 comments

The demonstrations continued for several days, during which dozens of people were killed; but the regime’s grip was easily strong enough to ensure that Ahmadinejad served a second term. However, the fault lines had not gone away; indeed, they are magnified each...
Nutshell

Nutshell

May 16, 2020 | Fiction | 0 comments

I stay awake, I listen, I learn. Early this morning, less than an hour before dawn, there was heavier matter than usual. Through my mother’s bones I encountered a bad dream in the guise of a formal lecture. The state of the world. An expert in international relations,...
Red Brocade

Red Brocade

Aug 5, 2018 | Fiction, Poetry | 0 comments

The Arabs used to say, When a stranger appears at your door, feed him for three days before asking who he is, where he’s come from, where he’s headed. That way, he’ll have strength enough to answer. Or, by then you’ll be such good friends you don’t care. Let’s go back...
Exit West

Exit West

Apr 14, 2018 | Fiction | 0 comments

In a city swollen by refugees but still mostly at peace, or at least not yet openly at war, a young man met a young woman in a classroom and did not speak to her. For many days. His name was Saeed and her name was Nadia and he had a beard, not a full beard, more a...