It's small things that counts they said But never the small things that break too How long are those small conversations they say Never...

Nandini Rawat, a recent high school graduate, has found solace in art since childhood. Painting provides a calming presence in her life,...

I'm fruit that has fallen off a tree and onto the damp muddy grass I feel bruised and squashed and too ripe for anyone to want to eat me...

I wake up to darkness one day I look into my favourite sanctuary A depressing jeopardy The orangutan waving goodbye The black rhino...

The sun melts on the horizon of a mountain My love for her is found again We lie in the grass and listen to rock n’ roll Finally, taking...

is love real? i once asked i can’t touch it or taste or hold it grab it from someone’s arms i can’t buy it from a christmas sale but one...

add the kimchi to the pot ( my first word being umma / falling asleep to korean lullabies and babbling to my grandparents / washed kimchi...

the monster I saw, it was you at first, it was too good to be true the monster I saw as a child under my bed the only monster I know is...

Ruby petals and songs of love, Glass butterflies and wings of dove, Saccharine angels and a springtime night, I close my eyes and you are...

This is Al Mahmud, my valet, who hails from Kas of Türkiye; he serves me Çaykur Tea all day. Each week, his brother, Ahmadi, in Rize, who...

The morning breath feels so warm today The Tuesday sun feels so nice this way How miserable I must be back then— To not be singing with...

In realms ethereal, we ascend the stair, Our fleeting gazes intertwined in air, Transcendent and evanescent, this tender plight, Yet...

So for quite a bit of time, I was far less than sublime, My plight, you ask? My lack of ideas for this very task. What should I do? The...

Child raised in the temple of Phoebus, Hear me one last time, for I can not Reach you when you are gone, The world you know will change...

I lost the girl That little girl who once loved this world The same girl who would imagine sitting on a train and flying through the...

Crisp and golden, rustling sound, Leaves of autumn, all around, Trees once full, now bare and tall, Shedding leaves, they let them fall....

A bundle of peace and love Secrets and whispers kept locked away For our own safety Their own safety By hiding the truth By black mailing...

Since knowledge is but sorrow's spy, it is not safe to know.”- William Davenant - Midnight Smoke the barrel of a gun is hard, cold to the...

in the pursuit of walking, blossoming, and feeling loved together… hey, on the roof of a building where her hair blew with the wind and...

I tried to recall when I was ecstatic. May it be the best moment, I fear that moments do not last more than a moment. In the sea that...