“The writer sat besides the weeping Gilgamesh, witnessed the sinking of the unsinkable ships. He was there, and he wasn't. Like a naturalist observing the tarn of life from an unseen bubble of neutrality.” — Jebreel Nahaary Copy Share Image
“The writer sat besides the weeping Gilgamesh, swam out of all the unsinkable ships sank. He was there, and he wasn't. Like a naturalist observing the tarn of life from an unseen bubble of neutrality.” — Jebreel Nahaary Copy Share Image
“Then there are these heavy perennial moments that suddenly unearth me, when the world takes on this ravaging clarity and you feel marooned, cut… — Jebreel Nahaary Copy Share Image
“The writer sat besides the weeping Gilgamesh, witnessed the sinking of the unsinkable ships. He was there, and he wasn't. Like a naturalist observing… — Jebreel Nahaary Copy Share Image
“The writer sat besides the weeping Gilgamesh, swam out of all the unsinkable ships sank. He was there, and he wasn't. Like a naturalist… — Jebreel Nahaary Copy Share Image
“ Children are something, don't ya think? " she rarely spoke in that way, the freaky speculative way. " I mean, you fall in… — Jebreel Nahaary Copy Share Image
