Last Night Atop This Hill

Author: Julian Shaw Moonlight bounces off puddles, casting shadows on the wrinkles of my skin. Sadden stars proudly pierce my retina, birthing an image within my head. I see the reflection of an old man, the identity of some stranger which I inhabit. The hollow cast of what once was, a memory of what could…

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About Last Night – 3AM on a Monday

Author: Ana Oleart I lay still in the middle of the night. I reach for the phone on my nightstand: 3am on a Monday, great.  Your heavy breathing, unperturbed by my insomnia, is the only sound in the cold still night. That and the changing numbers and dancing lights on my phone are the only…

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Yellow, Jaune, Geel, Amarillo

Author: Mika Sastrokarijo The same meaning, yet different feelings they give you. Not orange, but also not red. When we close our eyes, do we only experience darkness or is there still a little yellow? Seen and recognized dominantly through spring and summer, and hiddenly present in fall and winter. It’s either experiencing the comfort…

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On the Theme of Yellow

Author: Hugh Raggett A writer sat in a quiet corner, pencil twirling between their fingers. Their eyes mechanically read and re-read a short list of points scribbled across a sheet ripped from one of their many notebooks. Above the list was the title, Yellow. The points beneath read,  -yellow objects: taxi (not in NL), yellow…

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Breaking up with Corona

Author: Valérie van Diepen Dear Corona, I don’t really know how to put it,  but I think it is the best for both of us if our paths separate. Our relationship has been rocky and intense from the start.  In fact, I don’t even know if we were ever ‘together’.  Suddenly you made your entrance…

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