Its Trustful Foot

For weeks now, spheres of white fuzz--like the head of a dandelion--have been blowing over the fence of my community garden and amassing on the curb. Once, I caught a white cat lounging in the downfall. "What are you hiding from, little cat?" I wondered.

It is hard not to get carried away when reminded of childhood, but I wish I had been able to warn the man who lost his sandal mid-frolic. He might not want to be barefoot in the surrounding area.

Trucks Allowed

This hand-stenciled street sign welcomes trucks onto a quiet, residential street in Maadi.

I've Been Feeling Guilty About...

On a recent Egypt Air flight, I accepted the vegetarian meal mistakenly offered to me, depriving a more organized vegetarian of the surprisingly delicious chickpeas and spinach. In my hunger, I admit that I considered the theft fortuitous. As penance, I will plant a chickpea bush so enormous you can see it from an ordinary passenger jet and, one day, from space.

Art Review: Egyptian Surrealism

The message in this piece from Townhouse Gallery's exhibit of Egyptian Surrealists is fairly progressive for its day, unless it is a command.

A Woman Needs a Bicycle Like a Cat Has a Bicycle

People always say they're jealous of cats because they get to nap all the time in the spots on the carpet that the sun warms, and I get that. But these orange tabbies also have a really nice-looking bike.

Free Hat

On the corner of Road 11 and Road 85, Maadi, Cairo, Egypt. First come first served, or best offer.

Seams from My Father

A bleak department store near my office has much more in the way of window dressing and spiritless employees than actual goods, but don't worry about this slouched mannequin in his oversize suit.


He hasn't given up.