Prose+Poetry

Different

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Different. You’re just so different, Seeing fire where there once were ashes, Reading desire in the specks of my irises, Underneath the shield of…

Alta

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The bus is just a bit crowded. It’s one of those scenarios regular commuters are familiar with – no seats available, but it’s not…

Troubled Mind

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I had a dream that I got lost in my hometown. Streets and avenues that wound around me, like stems of poisonous flowers, were…

The Hopes Within

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She held the letter close to her chest, close to her hammering angry heart. All those hopes and fears, all the excitement and all…