To my future self, who I am sure must bethe same as I am now, for stagnancy has always been our greatest friend, our oldest foe: Let …
A Self Portrait (and a whisper)
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Be the Voice that Echoes
To my future self, who I am sure must bethe same as I am now, for stagnancy has always been our greatest friend, our oldest foe: Let …
1. Fireworks A new day, an infant dawn Drifting fingers past months long gone Starbursts in the night sky A final bid, farewell goodbye The …
A star streaks the eastern reaches of the universe Across gulfs of empty darkness, silent planets, gas giants It died a million years ago Tonight …
Selling Dreams Leya In my dreams, I am still a little girl, Yearning to be pretty one day, Hoping that my sepet eyes might just …
WEEK ONE: I’M DONE To the left The whispers of the wind Skating across Caressing The textured imperfections Of her face. To the right The …
Heritage by Zara Sofea overflowing in me is a realisation i had my body thrown into this otherworldly matter with a violence so great a …
Disclaimer: The following article discusses topics of a sensitive nature which may be disturbing and/or controversial to some readers. Hence, reader discretion is advised. The …
summer’s end By Haikal From afar I watched You drive away from me Crying, yet parched My skin near the sea The hot summer air …
in the car, the constant rumble of engine / green flying across the window, i lay down in the back seat and the sun warms …
Bubble My days seem to blend together. I’d wake up. Look at the outside world. See what I’d always see. Try to pass the time. …