Nest in the Sky

Photo essay

by shahireh sharif
I woke up to the hubbub of builders talking over the rhythmic noise of hammers. Curiously, I peeped over the edge of the balcony. A team of manual labourers were working together to raise the iron skeleton of the building across the street. A man was ascending a four stories high pillar without any safety gear.  I could not take my eyes away from him. Fearing for his safety I watched intently, as if there were beams connecting my eyes to him, cautious that even blinking could cut off this invisible “safety net” >>> more

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