Ramadan Nights
I’m one of those Muslims who has never celebrated Christmas, though like most Muslims in the UK, I know what Christmas excitement feels like. As a child, the frosty air feels like magic, an air
The Bliss of Suffering
(Don't be consumed by Current Joys playing in the background.) Ashtray brimmed with cigarette butts. Curtains concealing the outside world and the first flush of morning light. Last night, it was a confrontation with demons