1 min
Poetry
Poetry
1 min
Nostalgia
Poetry
1 min
Bought and Sold
Short Fiction
5 min
a ritual of change and revolution
I was the ruler of my own heart, a lover of everything life threw at me, and a carrier of grief, a messenger of death. I was once all these things in my past lives; I would like to think I still
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Short Fiction
1 min
The Sentinel
Hours have passed. I still haven’t reached the ground. The creaking of these ancient, rusted scaffolds echoes in the endless expanse, pressing in on me as I climb ever downward. The haunted light
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Creative Nonfiction
5 min
A Love Letter to My Best Friend, Who Is
My person. The Cristina Yang to my Meredith Grey, or vice versa.
She was a random roommate who just so happened to live on the other side of the country. I met Shobhita at a science ... [+]
She was a random roommate who just so happened to live on the other side of the country. I met Shobhita at a science ... [+]
Poetry
2 min
Hidden
Short Fiction
2 min
Eternal Frost
Shimmering sheets of ice streaked the land for as far as any eye could hope to see. That’s all there would ever be. The sun scarcely penetrated the thick clouds of fog that rolled endlessly on what
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Short Fiction
4 min
Deuteragonist
The detective leaned up against the cold brick of the alleyway, a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. In the distance, he could hear the firetrucks wail as they sped through streets still slick
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Poetry
1 min
Lifecycle
Short Fiction
3 min
The Memory
“It’s a shame he left, Darling. It really is.”
Seraphina tore away a layer of paper mache from the elephant sculpture. She sat under a hanging spotlight. The sculpture lay on a white Roman ... [+]
Seraphina tore away a layer of paper mache from the elephant sculpture. She sat under a hanging spotlight. The sculpture lay on a white Roman ... [+]
Creative Nonfiction
4 min
Breaking Even
I start the chess tournament by entering the skittles room, which unfortunately, is nothing like a rainbow. The skittles room is just a lounge with a water dispenser and is not a candy dispensary. I
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Poetry
1 min
"Always Parting”
Creative Nonfiction
3 min
A Christmas Story
I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. It was still dark outside, and I wasn’t fully awake yet, but I answered my phone and heard a familiar voice. “It snowed over a foot last night! We need you
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Poetry
1 min