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Adnan Bashir
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There wasn’t much left after, On that rainy afternoon. Whatever little we had, we gave away To those who stood unflinchingly with us. “Nay,” they said, Turning away our aid. But what kind of men would we be If we idly stood by? Food and clothes, we gave…
There wasn’t much left after, On that rainy afternoon. Whatever little we had, we gave away To those who stood unflinchingly with us. “Nay,” they said, Turning away our aid. But what kind of men wo...
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The stairs never seemed to end, Winding down to who knew what. The quivering would not leave my hands, After I heard the stories of what he had done. Why, why me, I thought. Why was I sent? The tray shook as I stepped into the dungeon, A veritable void, a…
The stairs never seemed to end, Winding down to who knew what. The quivering would not leave my hands, After I heard the stories of what he had done. Why, why me, I thought. Why was I sent? The tra...
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Blessed are those Who see at night. Yet there was one Who was not made so. Afflicted by another life, He could not see. Doomed are those who are made so, He might as well have passed on. For sleep without dreams Is akin to death itself.  
Blessed are those Who see at night. Yet there was one Who was not made so. Afflicted by another life, He could not see. Doomed are those who are made so, He might as well have passed on. For sleep ...
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But now, all lies still, Nothing moves, nothing remains. For a thousand years now, Bereft of life and hope, The city I once called home, the city I loved, Destroyed, burned, broken. Barren as the dungeons that hold the damned chains of Tartarus, Blacker…
But now, all lies still, Nothing moves, nothing remains. For a thousand years now, Bereft of life and hope, The city I once called home, the city I loved, Destroyed, burned, broken. Barren as the d...
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His eyes calmly swept the area, carefully surveying the hundreds of boats arrayed before him, as controlled as the bucking waves would allow them to be. Ready. Waiting. It would all be unleashed any moment now. We will take back what is ours. No, let’s be…
His eyes calmly swept the area, carefully surveying the hundreds of boats arrayed before him, as controlled as the bucking waves would allow them to be. Ready. Waiting. It would all be unleashed an...
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Doesn’t really go away, you see. They all say That one should cast These things away. Once was a time When it could be heard everywhere. Alas, ‘tis true that time changes everything. How the world has drifted since. But now, even now, After all this time,…
Doesn’t really go away, you see. They all say That one should cast These things away. Once was a time When it could be heard everywhere. Alas, ‘tis true that time changes everything. How the world ...
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He played with me till the sun went down, He fixed my father’s old shelf, He healed our calf, He feasted on my mother’s mince pies. But when the sun came up the next morning, He was gone.  
He played with me till the sun went down, He fixed my father’s old shelf, He healed our calf, He feasted on my mother’s mince pies. But when the sun came up the next morning, He was gone. ...
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This oath bears heavy on us, A relic of a troubled time. But now is the time, for the dead trouble us no more, Their bones long turned to dust, their graves forgotten. My heart will brook this no longer, lest it give way for good. The wind rattles the…
This oath bears heavy on us, A relic of a troubled time. But now is the time, for the dead trouble us no more, Their bones long turned to dust, their graves forgotten. My heart will brook this no l...
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The wise one came, Scouring the ground, For that which long eluded her, Hidden in the bosom of the fiery god. For who can tell Where wisdom is to be found, Where spirits dwell, And a thousand cries are long bound? The dying mists mar The sepulchral…
The wise one came, Scouring the ground, For that which long eluded her, Hidden in the bosom of the fiery god. For who can tell Where wisdom is to be found, Where spirits dwell, And a thousand cries...
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Rising slowly, his head hovering just above the top of the sandy rise, he scanned the landscape, eyes on the distant walls of the city. Slow. Slow. Easy does it. The hour was nigh. Retribution would be swift. He looked at his aide, and then further down…
Rising slowly, his head hovering just above the top of the sandy rise, he scanned the landscape, eyes on the distant walls of the city. Slow. Slow. Easy does it. The hour was nigh. Retribution woul...
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Past the humming of swallows, the chirping of hummingbirds, The singing of nightingales, The soft rustle of autumnal leaves, The first buds of spring, The golden rays Piercing the verdant canopy, Harking back to a sylvan idyll And the halcyon times of…
Past the humming of swallows, the chirping of hummingbirds, The singing of nightingales, The soft rustle of autumnal leaves, The first buds of spring, The golden rays Piercing the verdant canopy, H...
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The three ate in silence, ignoring the noise and revelry outside the door that separated the dining chamber from the main hall. The king’s indifference contrasted sharply with his wife’s and son’s desire to join the festivities. They did not have his…
The three ate in silence, ignoring the noise and revelry outside the door that separated the dining chamber from the main hall. The king’s indifference contrasted sharply with his wife’s and son’s ...
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  • University of Toronto Mississauga
    Visual Culture/Semiotics and History, 2008 - present
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    2011 - present
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