“ Every time she meets him, she feels like he was a new paper ready to be drawn. And she could clearly remember how the first time she met him, he was like a sketch paper filled with grey and blue and b… Basma Salem
“ If you were crossing the road and saw a black cat passing, you may possibly get hit by a car, or a mail boy or the sky could rain in summer, possibly snow. Those were theories, none of them were true.… Basma Salem
“ Was he shiny and bright and something sucked it out of him? Cecilia thought. But stars are a load of fire, maybe his were flamed out, but could they burn out again? After Cecilia drew him and his empt… Basma Salem
“ A mafia could never kill an alliance. That’s how you become safe from the enemy, you befriend them. Basma Salem
“ Her flat looked like a mess –a coloring mess. Once you enter it, you can feel like a person had eaten all the colors and paints and brushes in the whole world and threw up there. But somehow when you… Basma Salem
“ It just feels like meeting him again was like seeing a blank paper ready to be sketched, a different idea to be drawn. Basma Salem
“ And she could clearly remember how the first time she met him, he was like a sketch paper filled with grey and blue and black, all mixed up together forming a confusing storm, the second time she met… Basma Salem
“ She was always like this, only moves when her mind and heart tells her to move, not doing what everyone demanded her to do. Basma Salem
“ You draw characters speaking loud and clear but you’re not hearing them.” her mother told her, then she kissed her forehead and mumbled how she liked her art and went downstairs. Cecilia wrote these w… Basma Salem
