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Dinner with Myself
Dinner with Myself written by: Luvya Sharma Last night, I had dinner with my four-year-old self. He...
Pink Goose
Pink Goose written by: Vida Penezic - Rose flies from New York to Detroit on a six am flight, then she drives...
Life Now a Day
Life Now a Day written by: Poojarani Bhoi We swipe, we scroll, we chase the light, Trapped...
Storm
Storm written by: Shinsaku Ashida Cannot stop on its own. Being a storm is painful. Questioning whether...
Conversations and Malcolm
Conversations and Malcolm written by: Chris Gee - Soldiers fired their machine guns into the largest house in the village...
Flip The Switch
Flip The Switch written by: Mary Kloster - I can guarantee you; she will have every memory that Natalie had...
Rollerblading Behind a Triplet Stroller
Rollerblading Behind a Triplet Stroller written by: Mid-Life Mama Strapped on rollerblades skated behind a triplet stroller,...
Belonging
Belonging… written by: Vedant Dobwal They still smile. They still say hi. but time was never caged...
The Delivery Boy
The Delivery Boy written by: Dilip Mohapatra I press the doorbell and you appear to take delivery of...
The New Bar
The New Bar written by: Sean O’Leary - Julia sits in a bar on a little side street off Bayswater Rd...
Short
Short written by: Dhanvi Bhand My grandmother oils her hair and braids it into a thick rope...
I Only Ever Wanted To Be A Poet
I Only Ever Wanted To Be A Poet written by: James Walmsley As I sit here and...
