I am furling like arcs of tendrils unknown. Perhaps it is the rhythm wafting from your country; or the way of waters, how they hold..
Dear, if you find this, we filled three notebooks with our abusers’ names and fed them to a stove. Still, they did not leave. Like..
Reflections In grade 8, my hand landed on the delicate parts of a classmate. This did not look anything like me: a well-behaved boy..
So the thing I want the most to do is ask Why Cleopatra’s Needle pierces history From Luxor to Paris, London and New York Why..
For months, we have worked assiduously to create a platform that celebrates and curates the most important and beautiful works of literary and visual art..
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