By: Anuradha Dev Akshay:  Rhea, show me your home.  Rhea: Why? Akshay: I wanna see it. Take a video 📸 and send it to me.  Rhea: What? No. I’m busy.  Akshay: Doing what? Tweeting how pissed you are at the…

By Harrison Abbott I dreamt about Rosa for the first time. I lay in the dark and I think that was when I first realised I had mixed emotions for her. Or new ones, rather, that unsurfaced from my subconscious….

By: Jordan Zuniga Stirring, stirring, the pounding of the drum,Marching, marching, to collect the final sum,Where patience was once a virtue that surely stayed,A king’s messenger declared that death would no longer be delayed,The mustering of arms, the soldiers hosts…

By: Liaa Kumar “Oh my god, can you imagine?” she said, her voice full and bright, the words tumbling out in a passionate jumble. She holds her arms up against the night sky, beaming, eyes searching the stars as if…