The BattlefieldBy Adil Raziq Wakil Forward. I must keep moving forward. Can’t look back. Can’t change lanes. Forward. I see the end. If only I could...
The Clothes They Left BehindBy Akanksha Patil The Sweater I keep his sweater, frayed and old, A warm embrace on nights so cold. He held me close, I held him tight,...
The Omnipotence and Reverberation of Elliptical RhetoricsBy Laiba Riaz Pertaining to the rhetorics, Elliptical, yet so omnipotent and reverberated, yonder once flourish in the realm of blinded...
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