I was finally asked to fetch pure water for the village. A task I was wondering when it will fall on my shoulders. They handed me the map to help with the road. Little do they know that I’ve been there too many times I can head to the Land of Wells blindfolded. Something about […]
Author: Gadah Alofisan
Could it be me?
That one question that no one can really answer, no matter how they try to articulate their words to present an idea they like to be true. Who am I? I used to think it’s a question I’ll be pondering for few years then leave it there unanswered, but it always keeps resurfacing every once […]
Spirits Lounge: The Switch
Eyes were opened. Is this the smell of Lavender? It must be, I’m in Lisbon after all. I’m in Lisbon? I’m in Lisbon! Silky strands of black hair resting on my shoulder. White curtains are half opened allowing rays of sunlight to introduce the place. Street noises made an extra addition to the scene. The […]
Spirits Lounge: The Gate
Tonight is the night! I’ve been waiting for another 30 days to change. I hurry for my night shower, deep toothbrushing, and a final shower with my favorite powdery perfume. Now I’m ready. Wait, is this the same
Red Strands of Yarn
As I entered the room, I turned on the nightstand light on the left side corner, then grabbed a recently gifted old vinyl record I was planning to play couple of days ago but completely forgot about it. Dust was already resting gracefully on it. Really? Did I really receive it couple of days ago […]
Whispers of Sinners…
It’s cold outside, so is inside. Blankets are gone, clothes are wet, souls are naked and truth is creepily floating everywhere. Once feelings start heating, waves of cold breeze come flying to shave away any burning residue with jackets of shivers. A camp in the middle of nowhere. Collection of
Unavoidable Void..
“Dear soul, if you were not friends with the vast nothing inside, why would you always be casting your net into it, and waiting so patiently?”- Rumi In the middle of nowhere, I wake up to find myself climbing a heated glass ladder. A quick glaze at my feet disrupted my balance after seeing nothing […]
It is what it is.
It is when you find the missing peice of the puzzle. It is when you extend yourself to another. It is when you behold the joy and discomfort of another. It is when you fear loosing. It is when you discover life’s fuel. It is when you learn to heal what you thought cannot be […]
Silent Rage
As the sun comes down it hands the ocean the guardianship of the state. It is when silence let its guards down and let out massive waves of rage leaving no room for resistance from anything residing within the ocean. Boats are
Blue..
It descended from above with a purpose, a colour, and to be worn by one. Delicately, It slipped over my body hugging my skin warmly. It covered what was meant to be sheltered, and revealed what needed to play with the breeze. A rich blue dress has just
Framed Glimpses 