Adeeba Farah

Adeeba Farah writes poems and short fiction, and takes photographs. She grew up on an estuary and has never really left it; most of what she makes is about water, memory, and the weather between people.

Her writing has appeared in small journals with beautiful names and short print runs. The photographs are taken along the way — dusk skies, shadows, the walk to the bus stop. The poems and the plates often answer one another.

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