Edge
Written by Jacob Ibrag Dry mouth, high altitude. Two cliffs separated by an emptiness. A voice from the void makes its way into herContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Dry mouth, high altitude. Two cliffs separated by an emptiness. A voice from the void makes its way into herContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag It poured a little harder today. Dad peaked his head out the window and asked if I wanted to go forContinue Reading
8/11/2016 “We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, weContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag I like people watching when they aren’t paying attention too much of anything. They have this emptiness in theirContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag He traced her shadow as she turned her eyes towards the rising sun. Hearing the scratches of the pencilContinue Reading





