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Recent Reads: What We’ve Been Loving
As writers, it's no secret that our love for words and literature extends to reading as well. For us, books serve as a refuge; a temporary escape into a secret…
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The Only Way is Up
The following article discusses topics of a sensitive nature. Some readers may find the following content disturbing and/ or controversial. The views, thoughts, and opinions expressed in the article belong…
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Fire With Fire
The following article discusses topics of a sensitive nature so some readers may find the following content disturbing and controversial. The views, thoughts, and opinions expressed in the article belong…
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Damnatio Memoriae
Here’s the thing: The world isn’t fair. It’s goddamn adversarial, if you stop and think about it. Loud and messy and it rankles like sandpaper sliding across bare skin, grinding…
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Drowning, Until
I The chandeliers flickered above, casting a dim glow over the grand exquisite hall, beams refracted through the chandelier’s crystals, cascading in soft, shimmering waves that gathered at his feet,…
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Echo’s Favourite Romantic Reads
‘Cause I think I’ve fallen In love this time I blinked and suddenly I have, I had a valentine -Valentine by Laufey Some say the reason for living is to…
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50 I Love You’s
1. As you step into the apartment, you immediately notice them laying on the couch, fast asleep. Even though the television is still on, you close the door as quietly…
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“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once. The Fault In Our Stars, page eighty-four.” I prop myself up on…
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Love, a Witness
The Lyra was at the corner of 52nd street– a brownstone nook that sat in front of a sprawling park tapestry. The intersection coughed up plumes of exhaust and hardened…
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Closed Distances
A woman in a red raincoat arrives at a cafe on a humid Spring evening. Wind whips the ends of the red raincoat about her knees and sweeps her hair…