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The planetarium is closed for good.
Merciless black letters splayed across the sign up front, the yellow banner blocking Saturn’s dancing rings in more ways than one.
They only dance in
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It started as a normal day,
You’re off to work, kids went to school.
But then you heard thei
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We now rest like bugs hanging onto the blades of grasses underneath us, intertwined like we were on our little blanket on the hill. Water soaked through every pore under our backs, seeping into ou ... [+]
It has been over eight years since my father has left his presence with us and on Earth. He was diagnosed with stomach cancer and his life was taken within one year of his diagnosis. My father was an ... [+]
My hands used to create magic. I think with the increasing demands of adulthood, they've had their spark pulled right out of them. My little sister's hands still glisten with it, but I fear he ... [+]
We may not all don crowns on our heads, but we all clothe ourselves in underwear. Underwear, I would argue, grants one as much power as—if not more power than—the jewel-encased headgear worn by ... [+]
When I got home, mom was already cooking dinner. The aroma of oxtail stew traveled faster than her voice, sickening me a little in a humid summer evening. “How was the tutoring?” It was terrible. I ... [+]
I didn’t know where to start, so I tried writing this poem like an essay- organized, structured ... [+]
There are no cars, you’re only imagining, her husband scolds. Just go a little slower, Reina wants to say, but she knows it is not a woman’s place to say such bold things. He knows what he’s doing ... [+]
I am standing over a newly dug open grave.
Under the beautiful blue sky, in Nigeria,
The sun
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