Stereotype

Shall we whisper to them, quite slyly, that we are not a stereotype? No, let’s go to the rooftop and decorate it with loudspeakers. You take one corner and I’ll take the other. Let’s make this a celebration but invite no one.   You start first, you know I have stage fright. I think I […]

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You and I

Among the jars of pickles and crispy banana chips, he packed a bit of his communism. He boarded the flight, the first in his life Yet this was so familiar He was going to the Gulf.   He found his countrymen discussing over tea Be afraid of the Arab, and you’ll be fine. But if […]

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