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Bittersweet

Bittersweet always reminds me of Naira, a girl back in school, because it was the most profound essence of the incredible essays she would write for English class. Our teacher would rave about them. She was quiet, bookish, introverted and … Continue reading

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Watch, in Spooksville, by Christopher Pike

Watch, in Spooksville, by Christopher Pike Watch stared out at the hazy spidery mess of the sunset over spooksville. The small town seemed like it was being thrown around between all its monsters- or maybe it was throwing them all … Continue reading

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Where do all the lost shawls go?

I come from a shawl culture. Hey, in retrospect, everyone does really 🙂 the first one was cream-y with little blue and red flowers,  for the girl who was nine, almost ten. then  a lot of colourless shapeless, very practical … Continue reading

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