Reema Salah

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2022

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“Lady Sleep” by Reema Salah

Sleep is a seducer. I know her traitorous ways.When the horizon swallows half the sun and leaves the other half burning, she'd come for me walking.When the sun is devoured and darkness reigns, she'd come for me running.When the sun is revived, shimmering with fiery breath, waiting for its fated death and rebirth, Lady Sleep is done with me.She'd always, always get me.She's here now. Slithering into my bed. Her bedding is my head.She lulls me in her cold embrace, whispering sweet promises. I could have it all, she says, she purrs. A Release. ...

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“What Remains.” by Reema Salah

They say he had drowned at dusk and they found him at dawn.They didn’t use the word “him”, though. Just “the remains”. What remains of Ali.“Remained”. Past tense. That which is destined to decay and disintegrate into nothingness. He wants... he had wanted to be buried under there. Under the oak tree behind the swimming club. “When I drown”, he says. Used to say. A joke. Just a joke. His jokes suck. I hated him.I hate him. I will not h...

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“Practice Makes Perfect.” by Reema Salah

Submitted to Contest #165

Daddy's face was all wrong. The corners of his big mouth stretched, hideously slow, cutting their way upwards through his sunken cheeks. His thin, dry lips parted like curtains, and shiny, uneven teeth greeted her, square and hard as bricks. "This is a smile", she reassured herself. But daddy's eyes didn't smile. They screamed. "So, honey..", Daddy beamed, giddy with deliberate, perfected jolliness. His cheery tone w...

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Author bio

A non-native English writer and an avid lover of dark fiction of all kinds.