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Aging

The summer was drawing to an end and she was finding it hard to say farewell to the long days and warm air. Soon she would be bundled up in a jacket and mittens, the… Read More...

POETRY: Ambiguous Love…

There are things we don’t say and things we don’t mean, but what happens when something’s right in between? I still feel each one Each palm of his hand like a lingering kiss Wherever they… Read More...

“The Tuesday Stack”

It occurred to me, as I straightened the stack of Tuesday newspapers, that Tuesdays are boring days. They lack the hardship of Mondays, the ‘over the hump’ feeling of Wednesdays, the anticipation of Thursdays, the… Read More...

Write (continued)

Editor’s Note: The first installment of this story appeared in the September 19 issue of Diverse City, in which an unnamed protagonist struggled with writer’s block after an unsatisfying one night stand with his best… Read More...

Write

Editor’s Note: The following short story will be presented in two parts. The next installment will appear in next week’s issue. Birds chirped obliviously outside the distorted pane glass window as harsh sunlight soaked the… Read More...
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