By: Ankita Roy Choudhury Memory clouds watchus counting sand onbeaches. They toosearching for you, silverlinings. I believe, a bodyfor two. Nani , didn’t knowyou were blind to sound,deaf to light. You knewthe […]


by William Kitcher I wake up. Oh I feel awful. Don’t know where I am. But I sorta remember her, and she’s not here. I hope she’s gone out for juice or […]

A Clean Meeting

By: Charles Gibson Gazing upon the arearesiding inside the washingmachine, a vast empty spaceis immediately noticed settingthe stage for a collision betweenthree stakeholders. The soapwill shake hands with waterin agreeance to provide […]