Tourist in Each Other’s Lives – Delzetha Edith Sinclair I  want the in-betweens the messy the chaotic the you are my home my safe space. Not  a weekend retreat not a month long getaway not my baggages are way too much and occupy too much space in your already cramped existence I want the in-between

Definition of Definition  – Anoushka   I pretend to have found my hook. My grasp, my one true sentence, To shock you, amuse you, To pleasure you, cherish you. I pretend that I didn’t drown yesterday In tulips and words never meant. We can’t all be Alice, In our illusioned Wonderland, Drunk on our broken

  The House – Anjana Ashok   “Isn’t it scary?” a girl asks, as we sit around the playground during our break time, “To walk home in that direction?” I am ten years old. Our town is small. I live close by, just a ten minute walk away. “No.” I frown, confused, “Why would it

  Memories – Divya Jain   Some places become so much a part of ourselves That leaving them feels like leaving behind a part of your own It takes but a song, a photo, sometimes even a mere flicker of a thing related to that place To get the tears flowing and the memories gushing

  Marching to the Land                       – Ranajoy Adhikary   O March O March! O March to the land, Where grievances reside but in the hands of Man, Where the winters flock to pierce death, Where summers call for the winter’s head. O March O March!

An Illusion of Love – Mawra Nasib   As the night falls and the darkness surrounds me I am reminded of you again. Sometimes the tears fall down my cheek And sometimes a faint smile appears across my face And I can feel your warm, loving arms embracing my soul while we danced Hands in

A Day In The Life of Tolek Naben                             – Caleb Dali    HE sun had already taken its plunge down the horizon of Turmank as the pale dusk gave way to darkness. Tolek Naben held his briefcase in an iron grip and