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by Fernando Jeronimo
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Malek Allari
- Oct 28, 2022
The Slave of Aphrodite
Malek Allari | Editor-in-Chief I saw the brunette figure descending from her throne, A bright light shone behind her, The sound of spring...
Malek Allari
- Oct 28, 2022
Breeze Hitting my Face
Malek Allari | Editor-in-Chief The cold breeze kissed my face, As it entered from the window. I was sitting in the driver’s seat,...
Marcus Grant
- Oct 28, 2022
A Space for All of Us
Marcus Grant | Managing Editor Declan placed the last of the carved turnips on the stairs just outside the door, watching as Aoife ran...
Malek Allari
- Oct 20, 2022
Secrets in a Gum Wrapper
Malek Allari | Editor-In-Chief A ten-year-old child once existed. He loved his family unconditionally, but they only used his kindness...
Malek Allari
- Sep 29, 2022
The Barbarian
Malek Allari | Editor-In-Chief The story of the Barbarian runs through generations, and everyone has heard it at some point in their...
Marcus Grant
- Sep 21, 2022
Routine
Marcus Grant | Managing Editor Pearl cracked an egg into the pan below, watching the whites spread thin and turn solid in the hot oil,...
Malek Allari
- Apr 27, 2022
Under the Moonlight
Malek Allari | Editor-In-Chief I was standing under the moon when I recalled a moment that I will never forget. A moment in which I truly...
Marcus Grant
- Apr 27, 2022
Getaway
Marcus Grant | Managing Editor A low rumble of the car’s engine played in tune with the radio as Jackie and Tonks headed deeper into the...
Malek Allari
- Apr 13, 2022
A Blind Hero
Malek Allari | Editor-In-Chief I was once a hero. A hero who was notorious on the battlefield. I was once a kind person. I was kind...
Marcus Grant
- Apr 13, 2022
Hilltop
Marcus Grant | Managing Editor The sun was warm. It peaked through the sparse trees littered atop the grassy hill that overlooked the...
Marcus Grant
- Mar 30, 2022
Grandma's Bakery
Marcus Grant | Managing Editor The low murmur of voices filled Grandma’s bakery, bouncing off the bright orange walls. Adrien was used to...
Malek Allari
- Mar 3, 2022
My Father's Index Finger
Malek Allari | Editor-In-Chief I was two years old. The age of my first memory. Now it might be impossible in most cases for someone to...
Marcus Grant
- Mar 3, 2022
A Stop in the Rain
Marcus Grant | Managing Editor Rain was coming down hard, creating a soft rhythm on the concrete street. It was mostly empty, a few of...
Marcus Grant
- Feb 19, 2022
Taking a Walk
Marcus Grant | Managing Editor It was a cold day. Most of the birds were long gone, leaving only a few types left. I only really noticed...
Malek Allari
- Feb 18, 2022
The Hidden Sun
Malek Allari | Editor-In-Chief When the sun goes down, and the dark starts to rise and conquer the world, the only enemy to mankind is...
Malek Allari
- Feb 7, 2022
Reckless Kid
Malek Allari | Editor-In-Chief There was once a reckless kid who believed that he could conquer the world and fly. Inspired by the...
Marcus Grant
- Feb 7, 2022
First Snow
Marcus Grant | Managing Editor Matthew was in the deep holds of sleep when little Ben and Nick crept into the room. Careful, they made...
Marcus Grant
- Dec 6, 2021
The Race
Marcus Grant | Managing Editor The cold November air rushed past me, turning my nose and cheeks pink as my feet sunk into the dying...
Malek Allari
- Dec 6, 2021
An Empty Truth
Malek Allari | Editor-In-Chief “Well, what in the hell happened to you?” my mother said, shocked to see my beaten face and bruised body...
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