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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 nights would be longer and …

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 land

I can’t stop or …

“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 eagerness of Fridays, the thrill … 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 friend.

Each gasp rattled his …


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 room. The old dusty curtains … Read More...

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