Killing a Dog

Maha Bawab Tourbah
3 min readApr 19, 2022
Photo by Stas Svechnikov on Unsplash

She lay there in drug induced peace while her mama stared at her face tracing the stitches that went from her left ear across her half her jaw and down her neck and up to her right cheek. Her beautiful six years old child is scarred for life, physically and psychologically. A month after the incident, her shellshocked daughter still refuses to leave the house. As she counted the stitches with her left hand, she counted the bullets with her right. It was time, she…

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Maha Bawab Tourbah

It’s that voice in my head. It needs a place to vent, and a space to invent.