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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...
Pain
Pain written by: Rajendra Ojha (Nayan) Pain is such a mysterious sensation that, if we understand the...
When Nothing and Everything is Overblown
When Nothing and Everything is Overblown written by: Jen Schneider I’ve read that the inflatable industry is...
The Truth Indeed Is In The Heart Of The Beholder
The Truth Indeed Is In The Heart Of The Beholder written by: Etya Krichmar @etyakrichmar Someone asked...
My Friend Ray
My Friend Ray written by: Mark A.S. @namasteinoz It was October 1990 whilst watching A Current Affair...
Sepia-Stained memories
Sepia-Stained Memories written by: Jennifer Christiansen @JChristiansen13 Summers at the Jersey seashore were my lifeline as a...
Middle Gratitude
Middle Gratitude written by: Bob O’Cape Cod I am thankful for the middle. I try to live...
