“So, what are we playing?” “Snakes and Ladders. Don’t worry I’ll teach you.” “I know how to play, Şirin.” Şirin smiled. “Not this Snakes...

I dream it’s 2009 all over again. The year of Mowj-e-Sabz, the Green Wave that overwhelmed the streets of Iran and made me for once proud...

“Did they tell you we were Mormon?” Rashid’s book now made sense. “Oliver belongs to the mainstream Church. But my faith would not be...

An uncompromising monotheistic sensibility of the heart will rise in the third millennium as the spiritual bond of the global community...

Paris smelled like piss. Michael Sergeant had always admired its extreme juxtaposition of splendour and decay. Of life and death. He had...

Today, my flight to Lisbon begins with recollections of a pilot who decided that life had not been worth living after his mistress broke...

Jude was upset. Zina was not supposed to be part of his Mondays. He suspected that whatever it was she wanted had nothing to do with the...

Welcome to the Game, Caitlyn. Password required. Hint: If you’re not smart enough to guess the password, you’re not smart enough to play....

An excerpt from Transference, a short story I wrote which was published by Litro Magazine “My wedding is in three weeks.” “Yes?” “And...