Article Author: Sadeen Ahmad

Telephone of the Wind Sadeen Ahmad A voice, as a matter of fact, did answer her call. Its whistles and whispers enunciated the unspoken and

Homesick Sadeen Ahmad she begged through her eyes, her ebony-tinted, beseeching eyes, with a silence that spoke a thousand words, and a riddle that tattled,

Nobody Taught Me How to Kill Someone Sadeen Ahmad nobody taught me how to kill someone; in all honesty, it’s like killing a colony of

The Human Mechanism of Dancing Sadeen Ahmad her elegant feet spoke beautiful melodies of songs: with one belting out the lyrics. a beautiful serenity that