The Eleventh Commandment

I was standing upstairs on my balcony one hand on the steel railing. The other hand a scalding hot mug of herbal infusions. The door of my neighbors balcony slid noisily open.  Just then my totally impossible sibling joined me outside.  She was wearing a kimono. No hijab this morning. Her beauty is exotic. Smiling … Continue reading The Eleventh Commandment