1 min
Poetry
Poetry
1 min
Summer Fling
Poetry
1 min
A coffin full of silk
She has the gift of sight, she sees the words
he speaks. He has the gift of song he sings, ... [+]
he speaks. He has the gift of song he sings, ... [+]
Short Fiction
3 min
I'm Not a Rebel
I sit against the gnarled old willow tree staring at the book in my hands but seeing only my priscilla pink nails. The ludicrousness of it has finally hit me. Why spend a few hours making sure all my
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Short Fiction
1 min
The Point Shoes
The point shoes that she had worn in her ballet classes had not aptly prepared her for the tiptoeing that she would need to do throughout her life.
Carpets made of eggshells and roads paved ... [+]
Carpets made of eggshells and roads paved ... [+]
Short Fiction
2 min
The End Of Stories
The day they dropped/the end of stories
Once upon a time, a boy lived by the seaside. His family lived modestly and took great joy in what little they had. While his father was out fishing ... [+]
Once upon a time, a boy lived by the seaside. His family lived modestly and took great joy in what little they had. While his father was out fishing ... [+]
Short Fiction
5 min
A Walk On Pointless Grounds
It was midday and Joseph was at the end of an arduous drive. As the sedan pulled along the final stretches of the meticulously kept brick road and hedgerows, a sigh of relief escaped from him upon
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Poetry
1 min
An Ode to You
Short Fiction
4 min
On Fanta Peak
Everyone around me is crying. The soft background noise of sniffling and tissues crumpling is the only thing keeping me in my seat as some old woman sobs at the pulpit. My tie is choking me. I only
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Short Fiction
4 min
Harvest Moon
His mother told him a story, once. A story told to her by her mother, and to her mother by her father, stretching all the way back to the moment their family came to be.
He’s heard stories ... [+]
He’s heard stories ... [+]
Short Fiction
5 min
I Want To Set Myself On Fire
He can’t believe he’s made it this far. Every blink his eyelids perform proves to be a battle. One lapse of thought could drown him in the depths he won’t have the nails to claw out of. But for the
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Creative Nonfiction
3 min
The Street in West Cambridge
During my transition from being a Harvard lab technician to a Harvard graduate student in the summer of 2015, I went home to New York for three weeks of vacation. My last day there was sunny and not
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Short Fiction
5 min
The Bassoon Player
The house on Eleventh Street boasted a stout reputation of being haunted. Mr. Scott Reynolds, a skeptic by nature and a cynic by nurture, did not believe in ghosts.
The first incident occurred ... [+]
The first incident occurred ... [+]
Short Fiction
4 min
The Girl of Time and The Clock of Life
The Girl was always alone.
She always sat on the same park bench, reading a book, day after day, month after month, year after year. She was always there, but no one was ever there with he ... [+]
She always sat on the same park bench, reading a book, day after day, month after month, year after year. She was always there, but no one was ever there with he ... [+]
Creative Nonfiction
4 min
My Bravest Year
SNAP! At first, it did not even register. The world suddenly tilts, like looking through a camera while it drops, your vision spinning with it. Then, you are blindly wondering why you are on the
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Poetry
1 min
Once A Sentence Has Been Served
Short Fiction
3 min
The Red Lipstick
When I woke up, we were surrounded by water as far as I could see. You smiled at me.
“Hi!”
I smiled and nodded my head as Hi!
I stretched a bit. You handed me a cup of tea and I ... [+]
“Hi!”
I smiled and nodded my head as Hi!
I stretched a bit. You handed me a cup of tea and I ... [+]
Creative Nonfiction
1 min
The Russian Song
I’m sitting on the couch, staring at the roof. One of my legs is on the table that is filled with cups and garbage. The plant next to my foot is dried. A slight light enters the room from the gap
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