STALINGRAD

Snow was falling on the corpses of the Red Army soldiers. What should I call them? Enemies? Brothers? Dutiful slaves? The world was being annexed by authoritarian regimes while Stalingrad was closing on us. I was drinking hot water made by Klaus to keep us warm. Life hadn’t been easy in this part of the […]

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Iris

This is a story of a flower. A flower championing through hindrances and classism. The world was hostile, tried to stem her blooming but she didn’t acquiesce, she didn’t lose. He had named me Iris. “So Iris, do you want to be a farmer?” he asked while I held his uncharacteristically tender fingers. Looking at […]

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Abyssal Plain- Part 2

Snow falls, erasing my prints. Yet minutes had passed and I hadn’t left her street. Because there was she was, looking from the window. I ran across the snowy street throwing the snow around and went at the door. It had to open. I wasn’t going to go back and lose this battle so easily. […]

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Abyssal Plain

I was young. So was she. Walking down the street on a cold winter night, we were just so young. Discombobulated thoughts in my mind, just the cold in her body. I looked up in the sky and asked her if she knew any constellations. Sadly, she could just look up and wondered why I […]

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Dots and Dashes

Arcs of light. Bands of photons shooting through the magnetosphere. Sprightly optical emissions cajoling Earth through magic. Are you in control? From the top of the faucet, it flows down and hits the bottom? Splash! The repetitive sounds of water compressing the air and creating that hubbub. I can hear it creaking through the pipes, […]

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Contact

Beyond. There she was, standing under an umbrella. Large drop, small drop, round drop, oval drop. Swaying her umbrella a little towards right, a little to the left just so that the drop wins this race. Was she sad? Was she happy? I couldn’t determine. All I could see was drops of water rolling down […]

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Amelie

A face so beautiful that only time could defeat it. I saw her for the last time falling in the horizon. The clock ticked slowly. I wish I could turn back the clock and bring the wheels of time to stop. Dreams. They are seas of creativity. Dive deeper. Daytime preoccupations disappear, thoughts change. Jump […]

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Kaleidoscope 

Take 1 : They are just spies. I was one of them. A fugitive from recognition and the instant. Just as I was running away, I bumped into her. I asked myself, “Is there something I should know?” Through the snow, through the vacillation and through my eyes, I could see her. She was wearing […]

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My Taj

    In her name, most beautiful, most elegant. A drop of dew on the slender leaf, A tear drop on the face of time, I observe her, the sun reveres her. Light flowing through her clefts, Between those lines on her forehead, Are the epitaphs of éclat. A strand of hair meandering across her […]

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A Faint Outline

I watched myself in the mirror. The auburn colour of my hair and the smudged shades of bisque reflected the life I had. As I ran my fingers through the auburn cascades, I found strands of hair falling down. I would see the room clearly through the half cracked mirror. I bit my lip when […]

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