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Sherko Bekas: Poetry is a continuous act of questioning and questions have no ending Art and Photography August 3, 2014
Healthy advantages of breast-feeding for both infants and mother’s Health and Nutrition September 5, 2013
“This is a man’s world, but it is nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl” Health and Nutrition June 30, 2013
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The Winds lament Karam Kurda Fiction and Short stories 0The worn rubber tyres crushed a clutter of small rocks and compounded the Earth, sweeping the dusty remnants behind it...
After you, the words became homeless… Hawar Moradi Fiction and Short stories 0After you, the words became homeless. After you, the words, one by one left home, wondering in the streets, here...
A Free Kurdistan Hawar Moradi Fiction and Short stories 0“The man is a bridge not a goal,” said Nietzsche, I say I am the bridge to my goal, a...
Origin: 14th Trip home, episode one Pishtgir Goran Fiction and Short stories 0Origin: 14th Trip home, episode one; The time is 20.30 and as the plane descents and I hear the rubber tires...
Origin – The village Pishtgir Goran Fiction and Short stories 0Routine. From the minute that my alarm clock hits 8.30am, a day of routine awaits me; repeating the usual early...
The Four Veene Sulaivany Fiction and Short stories 0Every day the Four would rise with the glowing sun that brightened their mornings with its light. The four children...
