With the pills, I was in Prozonia; a sickly and impalpable greyness and without them, I was buffeting inside the sound waves of a cacophonous melody.

— Ahsan Yousaf, The Hours of the Devil

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The Hours of the Devil

by Ahsan Yousaf

Tragedy · 25 pages

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Ahsan Yousaf

A writer who holds a firm conviction that everyone has a wealth of emotional reserve that’s begging to be mined and inked.

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