Fatima Al Matar فاطمة المطر

Silence is not empty, it's full of answers.

26 Sept 2020

Our Truth

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The left over yarn we keep in a shoebox. The half onion we wrap in foil, and promise to use, only to rediscover three weeks later dry and sh...
25 Sept 2020

We Met Online

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You can listen to an audio of this memoir piece here:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=treCJ9lhvAw In a sea of photos, captured at flatter...
20 Sept 2020

Laundry Room

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  7:00 am Saturday morning, the washing machines in my building’s basement, stand shoulder to shoulder, like weary looking soldiers with no ...
11 Sept 2020

The Voices in my Head

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  To listen to this audio  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_8F_w39cJFE&t=26s
9 Sept 2020

Only the Whole World

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There isn't anything in particular that saddens me.. listen to the audio  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PiG-ESoJav4&t=1s  
8 Sept 2020

From the Cat's Point of View

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The big one took me from my mommy when I was four weeks old. She was nervous, she brought a basket with a blanket inside it, to put me in, b...
5 Sept 2020

For Fred Holland

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  The Ship of Death   Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion.   The apples falling like grea...
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