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Refugees in a Banana Republic
Literary

Refugees in a Banana Republic

Early dawn, when fog hung…

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A Day with Breanne Mc Ivor
Interview

A Day with Breanne Mc Ivor

Meet Breanne Mc Ivor. She…

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Nocturnal Conductions
Humor

Nocturnal Conductions

The first time it happened,…

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The Lady of the Water
Fiction

The Lady of the Water

I’d thought Central America would…

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Never Will I Leave Home
Literary

Never Will I Leave Home

You have not seen our…

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Two Blind Men
Flash Fiction

Two Blind Men

They knew well I was…

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An Interview with Ernest Brawley
Interview

An Interview with Ernest Brawley

Ernest Brawley, a native Californian,…

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Exhilaration You go through this city and the only thing you hear is chimes that ring around in a circle like an echo as you enter it. Soundlessly you walk in trying to remember where you came from and touch the flower bed to embrace the smell of beauty and softness. The chimes become louder and after a while, it becomes deafening enough that you lose consciousness. You wake up to see the sky so low that you touch the clouds with your bare hands. It reminds you of cotton candy, a sweet so precious that it melts in your mouth. Lying in the flowerbed you are surrounded by the sound of dull chimes and the smell of flowers mixed together to confuse you. You breathe in the smell and find the hills across the field greener than anything you have ever seen. You reach your breaking point and realise…