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Poetry

By: Kristine Joy Unrestrained The world is bizarre and obscure, yet so beautiful; Like a hot chocolate with melted cheese in it, Isn’t it ridiculous? But strangely tastes delicious, We let ourselves get trapped in a cage, Doing what others…

Poetry

By: Erica Radam Walking by the sunset, hand in hand with A stranger’s calloused palms My chest is thumping Then erupted from his proprietorial behavior. I was procured by his eyes, Held captive by his venereal intentions Yet, I did…

Poetry

By: Maxine Flasher-Duzgunes Sea ranch We carve our purple names Onto shards of sea cliff With mussel shell Dab a pink sea cucumber And let a mole crab Believe our hands are the sand You say the abalone Are breakable…

Essay

By: Maxine Flasher-Duzgune It was fall in Tompkins, the leaves of the Sweetgum and Gingko unveiling a 9 o’clock gold on their undersides. And my lens refocused on the beautiful dancers in the trees. What makes the wind blow down…

Poetry

By Patricia Taguiam Saved by Grace Trials hard to bear Tempted to murmur and despair Look in the mirror, so dire Who is this I’ve become? Calloused by pain Is she stuck by circumstances inadvertently hardened through time or is…

Poetry

By: writmic Stress Leads to Success School works are obstacles in our paths. You continue walking as they come. Eventually, you still choose to finish them and end up working through upon your sleepless nights. In the end of the…

Poetry

. By; Annapurani Vaidyanathan 2006. My first-ever memory of watching you play. It was a Wimbledon final against Nadal. I was staring at a 24-year-old star who already had 7 grand slams in his kitty. A ball boy who had…

Fiction

By: Debraj Bhattacharya I. A Worried DM  The District Magistrate of district Ajeebpur, Mr. Hari Sachdev IAS, looked worried. He had just received a letter that a high-profile delegation from the UN would be visiting his district to see the…

Fiction

By: Mary Bone Mrs. Euphoria looked at the list of people in town that she had just sent to the editor of her local newspaper. The names on the list were people who believed a malicious rumor that she, Mrs….

Poetry

By: Jacynth Amores TIED BY AFFECTION They say love at first sight Is just a myth, A Hollywood Tale? An exquisite adornment Gasping for affections To love unconditionally A bright ray of sunshine Filters through the stained glass window Illuminating…