No. 1  ·  Spring 2026

When Tigers Smoked

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Flash Fiction · Experimental · Surrealism

The House

"Oh, their house was beautiful. This blend of Mediterranean and Oriental styles. A Persian courtyard with an orange tree. Why did people stop having courtyards?

The place opened into a corridor with Roman reflecting pools, surrounded by Byzantine mosaics. The corridor goes into rooms to the right and nowhere to the left.

At the end of the corridor is an old library built into a stone wall."

"Wait, what do you mean nowhere?"

"What?"

"You said the corridor goes nowhere to the left. What do you mean nowhere?"

"It goes nowhere. You turn left, and it will take you nowhere. You keep going for an eternity, and you still get nowhere. Come to think of it, I think I'm still going."

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About the Author

Umar Shahid is a writer and artist based in Doha.