Short Story

By Manickavalli Arumugam Friends and Friendship is one of the most cool and most wonderful gifts from God. Its pure, It has no negativity...

By Ryan Lam There has been a new epidemic arising. If you are reading this; it’s probably too late. With whatever strength I have left,...

By Nicholas Dante Failla I owe you both an apology, and an explanation. You’ve likely grown accustomed to the rhythm of my absence and...

By Martine Rika Bergsma She kept on fiddling with the silver butterfly winged key in her hand. She turned the corner and ended up running...

By Dominique Scott I just got back into town for vacation and I decided to go see my grandad... He's been keeping to himself even since we lost grandma two years ago. Everyone haven't been coming around like they used to... When she was alive and they have no idea how heart breaking it is to grandad. He has to live in this home that he shared with his wife for years and now it's quiet. Nobody to cook, dance, fight, or garden with anymore. I pulled into the driveway to see him

By Gaayathri Arasakumar The tears threatened to pour as Sanjana took yet another step away from him, further into the deep darkness of...

By Gaayathri Arasakumar “ Senapathi , move forward, come what may! Let no Deva  or man stop us!” I bellowed over the chaos of the...

By Ivy Lu Tonight’s Tasting Menu:   A Menu for the People I’ve Loved  Curated by Vivienne Zhao  - Amuse-Bouche: Pickled Plums with Chili...

By Ivy Lu I've always celebrated Christmas alone. It never really piqued my interest. Sitting alone on a rocking chair, knitting in front...

By Ivy Lu They bring me the tray at exactly 3:00 PM.  By then, the food is neither hot nor cold. I’m supposed to take the bite. Taste....

By Salem Youngblood They call it the Quiet—what happened to the glands, to the gut, to the little glittering messengers that used to swim...

By Salem Youngblood Kitchen tiles curled from the corners. Black mold flowered in the grout. The table had a crust of dried soup, ash,...

By Salem Youngblood There were no windows. Just the dull thrum of machines inhaling in the dark.  The broadcast started with no warning....

By Ashok Mitra It was a crisp spring morning when Shreya first met Sid. The leaves whispered softly in the gentle breeze, and the sun...

By Ashok Mitra John, now a septuagenarian, resides in Guwahati, the city where he grew up. He had always wished to settle in a developed...

By Ashok Mitra Leena, an accomplished lady, is well settled in London, running a successful boutique business. She had relocated there...

By Ashok Mitra ‘’Passengers, please fasten your seat belts and sit upright’’ came the announcement as the Air India flight prepared to...

By Ashok Mitra It was a late autumn evening by the Ganges. A cool pleasant breeze was blowing. The temperature dipped while some of the...

By Layla Ramsay A long and well lived life. That’s my favourite kind of larceny. Although, I do sometimes enjoy a little chaos here and...

By Suhani Gupta During the year 3000, in an extremely popular part of the world, there lived a scientist. He always aspired to do...