Lebanese

Renaissance in Four Voices: Four Women Writers Celebrated in Beirut

“He shifted about, lifted his head tepidly, and pitched it inside my neck, whispering that I was his feral cat, roaming city streets leading to the sea, wandering in the rain through the mud and the biting cold, and coming back to him at night wet, hungry, and in search of warmth.”

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