58. by Sarah Elahi.
Karachi I try and write about you but you’re too fast for me. Fast like those girls called me when they learned I had a boyfriend. Fast like the warden accused me of being when I snuck out without a gate pass. Her purple lipstick was smudged in the corners. Stop killing each other. I wanted to be a vegetarian once. I quit meat for three months. These days I tell myself I only need meat...
46. by Sarah Elahi
Every day, I meet people. People who are intriguing, inspiring, strange, ordinary, humble, pompous, awe-inspiring, beautiful, revolting. People who make me wish I was a better storyteller, if only to preserve them somewhere safer than memory. So many people, so many stories I don’t know and can’t tell. There’s a twelve year old girl in a class I teach. I don’t know her...