Young Writers

The Mustafa boys
Minney Richani

“You don’t really think of electricity as a sound needing to be heard. You wouldn’t think of it as bringing to life a static orchestra with one instrument at a time to echo throughout a home. Every four hours we welcomed the hum that would wake the fridge from hibernation and rescue the produce from summer temperatures. Our eyes were relieved as yellow pools that hugged the walls replaced white lights …”