Tag: Ceasefire

By Rizwan Akhtar The spaghetti sat simmering indifferently oil and red chili mangled the threaded massan Odor raked the air wind almost peppery made nostrils quiver,He stirred it as if turning onshe withdrew, nose chaffing like anchenes grown on strawberries, garlic scorched in the oilpaprika crackled like twigs on fire.“Too much!” she said,voice sharp as … Continue reading Ceasefire