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- Journalesque | Sand
The sound of sand shuffling while the sun beat down on us was all that could be heard. Some murmurs overlapped, of people talking, but mostly, it was quiet. by Jess Gill | Israel
- Poetry | Acrylics and Soil
by Farrah Sarafa | Palestine; NYC, United States
- Poetry | Desert Dry Oasis
by Farrah Sarafa | Palestine; NYC, United States
- Poetry | Persian Morsels in Dubai
by Farrah Sarafa | Iran; Dubai, UAE
- Poetry | Champagne
by Farrah Sarafa | Algeria; Morocco; Tunisia; NYC, United States
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