
Afanine
مجلة أفانين: هي منصّة إلكترونيّة حرّة، وشاملة، ومتنوّعة، تديرها جمعيّة كتّاب الزيتون والمعهد اللغوي الأمريكي بالدار البيضاء، وتضع على عاتِقها أن تفتحَ نافذةً، للكتّاب والفنّانين في المغرب، نحو آفاق الإبداع. تنشر المجلة أعمالًا أدبية وفنية للكتاب والفنانين الشّباب بالمغرب، بالإضافة إلى مقابلات، وبروفيلات، وفرص، وصور فوتغرافية، وغير ذلك. تروم المجلة تسليط الضّوء على إبداعات الكتاب والفنانين الصّاعدين بالمغرب.
9 March 2025
The Roles They Gave Me
My mother's scapegoat, My father's sandcastle, Women's rivalry, And men's dirt. Angel and god, Archer and prey, You and I know I'm neither, anyway.…
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6 March 2025
The Idea of a Poem
Sore ghosts reach the heart of my writing hand Haunting down words as each letter crumbles– Into the pale-skinned page before me, Ants march on the…
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27 December 2023
The Majestic Sea
I need to listen to the waves and watch sunsets, Let the water clear my heart of fear and regrets. Witness the sun break into the water and touch the…
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1 August 2023
The Burning Candle
He was sitting in the corner of his room, pressed against the wall. He stared at the burning candle, hoping it would ignite something deep within…
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17 July 2023
Spiders
Spiders in my head, busy building webs that spread, fill me up when I am lying in my bed, feeling empty. They pull me up when the bottom takes the…
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16 June 2023
Al-Farasha, Unnamed
The station is fussy. People are coming, going, embracing, crying, and looking at their tickets repeatedly. Yet, the people in the station of…
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11 May 2023
The Olive Writers Summer Camp 2023
We are very happy to announce the fifth edition of The Olive Writers Summer Camp, organized in partnership with Friedrich Naumann Foundation for…
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5 November 2022
My Heart that is my Art
But my heart, my heart, from where And where do I start? And how, How should I begin? This sad song That I sing. Should I speak of the eyes and…
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24 October 2022
In Memoriam
My sister Meryem was born when I was five years old. At that time, I started forming explicit childhood memories. Meryem was diagnosed with a…
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