“I want to feel, I need to feel. I will not settle for feeling any less than pseudo-fatal, because oxygen has made my follicles bored, my lungs stripped of excitement and my nostrils – into a routine. He reaches out to the candle, and with two fingers, puts down the flame – look at me.” – Raafat Majzoub


<Previous                                                                                       Next>


%d bloggers like this: