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The Imperfect Lunch Date
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination…
MOHAMMED ARAI
POETRY & PROSE, THE ARTS
Now I lay me down to sleep…
Every night I wonder why I am up and then the page scratches the pen or is it the pen scratches the…
KRISTIN HUNT
POETRY & PROSE, THE ARTS
The Idea of Separation
I hope marriage never takes the life out of my eyes like it did my mother, and my grandmother, or her mother…
NEPTUNESNEGRESS
POETRY & PROSE, THE ARTS
Soft Hearts, Hard Anger
They were warned. They were warned of the ones whose smiles soothed the coldest hearts, whose laughter caused the darkest of rooms…
RA
EMPOWERMENT, THE ARTS
A Black Queen Amidst Gentrification
Gentrification (noun): The process of renovating and improving a house or district so that it conforms to middle-class taste.  Have we ever…
POETRY & PROSE, THE ARTS
Girl Garden
Me, a little girl In the crazy garden Working for the big girls I look up as They strut in With the…
GINA ATANASOFF
POETRY & PROSE, THE ARTS
Wolves and Lambs
Here we go, baby Early city, hungry to conquer The doors open but you Ignore the beggar on the train Weak grandfather…
GINA ATANASOFF
POETRY & PROSE, THE ARTS
Familiar, Familial Border
When do unattended-to childhood patterns Turn away from shame and Toward intentional tools of destruction Requiring only a whispered demand to be …
HOKIS
POETRY & PROSE, THE ARTS
the blue mountained heart
softening denotes a lesson learned and overcome: the reunification of soul wisdom with the mind i examine a slice of the atrium…
MERIEM SADOUN
CULTURE, THE ARTS
Truth and Reality: Dishonest Fiction
I’ve written short stories for as long as I can remember. If I re-read them now they go from being painfully hormonal,…
ALIZAH HASHMI
POETRY & PROSE, THE ARTS
The Portrait of Life
On a dark and cold December night that mystified the looming melancholy stretching its wings over the starry blanket, yellow street lights…
HALEEMA KHALID
POETRY & PROSE, THE ARTS
Joy.
If my heart could write forever, What would it say? Would it just make musings of the pretty shapes on pretty paper…
KRISTIN HUNT

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