“Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They came through you but not from you and…
Author: Jackie Khoury
“What is happening to me?” Or rather, “to us?” – an existential lifetime crisis. I work, therefore, I am. Those are my post-capitalism feelings and doubts,…
As Karim sits at his cubicle, he is approached by his management team: Bassem, Amal and Hani. Bassem is the chairman and marches ahead of the…
Pinkie sat at her friend Zee’s dining table with her huge ass GMAT books, scrap paper, and a newly purchased art pencil laid out in front…
When the rules don’t fit Find the courage To follow your own Wadjda, Saudi Arabia’s first full-length feature by a female director, made it’s world premiere…
Gabr residence, 1:00 AM; over 24 hours passed this article’s deadline. Amira Gabr – simply, known as “Gabr” – is bashing (as always) Jackie Khoury’s – a.k.a “Pinkie” – essay-writing…
Do you really care about the Egyptian youth? Eh? You do? Go on Facebook and search for “Cairo Confessions”. You’ll either find it funny or really,…
I had a friend. My friend is dead “There shall be blood” Such was a promise Fulfilled till the end Over and over again Whose fault…
Note: I will not disclose the identity of the persons involved, despite the torment they cause. They’re the only ones who can acknowledge their own identities,…
Is it a hospital? A clinic? A day care center? An apartment? Maybe it’s a butcher house? Would you send your pet there? I’d rather not.…