Rima Jbara

Does it matter what my name is? I am a woman. Does it matter what my religion is? I believe in God. Does it matter what country I come from? I live on earth. I am talking to you. Specifically, I am talking to your mind. Do you agree or disagree with...

“Sand rasped incidents in my life, causing an abrasive outcome. Down came the rain, smothering me with mud and splattering me with my tears, creating a pool of sorrow that I swam in. An intervening energy took over me. I felt weightless as it pushed...

You have selected this book, and by doing so, you have knocked on my door. This insinuates your desire to know more about me. So let us not waste time and commence. In my house are four doors that lead you to four rooms. The first door leads you to my...

I was born to create an affair between a pen and a paper. Make then flirt with one another. Make them fall in love with each other. I was born to write forever. What I write may not all be masterpieces. But these are my words. They murmur in my ears....

Autumn’s choices left her misunderstood and isolated. She walked with oblivion. She found herself talking to only herself. The burden of knowing and seeing too much at a young age defined her stillness. As I wander my way through the years. Sometimes...