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The Buddhism of Baseball
The Buddhism of Baseball written by: Alle C. Hall I have since learned that being a Seattle...
This girl is crazy (Essa Mina E Louca)
This Girl is Crazy (Essa Mina É Louca) written by: Monika Brewster “Essa Mina É Louca” (This...
Free, Floating
Free, Floating written by: Patricia Furstenberg @PatFurstenberg The act of floating is a delicate dance between the...
It’s Never Too Late
It’s Never Too Late written by: Dianne Moritz As a writer, I found success late in life....
On The Nature of Love
On The Nature of Love written by: Michael Graeme If there was an Internet in those days,...
Uh, Oh! That Did Not Age Well
Uh, Oh! That Did Not Age Well written by: Alin Nagraj @alin_nagraj In our quest to become...
My Past Was Always Tense, My Future Perfect
My Past Was Always Tense, My Future Perfect written by: Ashley Marilynne Wong ‘The past is always...
New Beginnings
New Beginnings written by: Ali Ashhar @AliAshhar11 Advent of the pandemic With the advent of the novel...
The Day I Remembered My Soul
The Day I Remembered My Soul written by: Nolo Segundo When I was 24, I killed myself....
What It Means To Kneel
What It Means To Kneel written by: Yumi Wada Once, I visited a local sauna in Seoul...
A Lesson for Mr. Pipps
A Lesson for Mr. Pipps written by: Monika Brewster The village is asleep, the schoolhouse silent. The...
A Christmas to Remember
A Christmas to Remember written by: Jamie N Many years ago, I experienced a Christmas that changed...
The Christmas Years
The Christmas Years written by: Linda Flock As a child, I was just like any other kid,...
The Holiday Season is coming. What will I do?
The Holiday Season is coming. What will I do? written by: Vandana Joshi Bhatt @VandanaBhatt The flurries...
