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TITLE: Meet Me In The Meadows (An Ode to Childhood) AUTHOR: Fatmah Al Shamri ARTIST: Jacarri Meet me in the meadows, Where the clouds run...

TITLE: August is Over AUTHOR: Aditi Shashidhara A  sinking feeling in your stomach. Being u nable to properly concentrate on summery g...

Vah Zou Gazing through the foggy windows, I await your arrival. Dressed in clothes of a lax woman, Pretending I am in need of fresh air;...

Arianna Kanji Two years ago, I would have eaten away at the rotting spreading its tentacles along my face until my lips were stained...

Enla'yhea A heart, now fatigued by its own palpitations was vigorous before When the sky was pure, The stars shone bright, The earth...

Angie in which there’s reforgotten things & lovelessness breathing things in which we are tangible together in which neither of us...

Joshua Morales Here. I give you words that bind like And and Love a tethering paste that piece my shadow and your soul, love Here. I give...

Angie I called it myth-making on the sidewalk with Our slang made of god. I could only be palpated to Invisible birds; the whole Sky...

Arianna Kanji the sweet summer sun collects on the rim of my mouth and vanishes from view / there are flickering stars in the night skies...

Lima Das Every single page of yours is special, With the flow of time, your page takes on a new face, Change is often deemed unwelcome,...