What I Meant to Say, Was
Fahim glanced over Samara’s shoulder, careful not to wake her. The clock had just slipped past two. Her neck rested comfortably on his arm, her breathing slow and even. He…[...]
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Fahim glanced over Samara’s shoulder, careful not to wake her. The clock had just slipped past two. Her neck rested comfortably on his arm, her breathing slow and even. He…[...]
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05/23/2026 — 7:45 pm Dear Diary, I know I said I’d write consistently, but here I am, after almost two weeks. I don’t usually carry you around with me, but…[...]
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Naima let the oil heat up on her cast-iron skillet slowly. The rustic stovetop grew old with a charred cast but withstood the test of time over the last three…[...]
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The daffodils had opened overnight.I noticed them while walking back home, the sun was unusually generous for early spring. They leaned toward the light, bright and unapologetically yellow against the…[...]
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Mahin knelt in front of the suitcase carefully organizing his essentials. The suitcase rested on a weight scale with the dial measuring just over three pounds. He continued packing clothes…[...]
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Initially, I’d held my head high in the deep green, silver-bordered saree I was wearing. But walking through the gargantuan crowd of hundreds of students in the school lobby, every…[...]
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They can sense our fear. Keep your spine straight. Don’t be afraid. Don’t hesitate to look them in the eye. And in the worst case, always remember to pick up…[...]
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The Wedding Pact -- By Neelam Chohan-Jagait Chapter 1: The Dinner Party A warm drop of sweat trickled down Samira’s spine as she poured herself a generous glass of chilled…[...]
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Aroma of ginger and cardamom lingered in her daughter’s living room. Saraswati was sitting in her usual chair, a small table on her right-hand side, with a steaming cup of…[...]
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The sink is backed up. Again. That’s the life we live: a bowl of shaving cream and soap that drains slower than the water we pour into it. I think…[...]
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Rishi sought the itinerant guru he heard was traveling through the area. The guru went by the name Guru Ved, which was almost sacrilegious in itself, except for the rumors…[...]
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Click. “Chin up,” commanded the photographer. Rani confidently raised her slender, recently-threaded chin. Click. “Okay, now do this,” ordered the photographer. He set his camera aside and contorted himself into…[...]
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I drift up the mahogany stairs, the colour of freshly brewed tea. I slide along the pristine floors until I come upon a room. Her room. Our room. Once. She…[...]
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Dawn. Tara walks to the well outside the village, a pot in her hand. Two years into adulthood, her green bangles clink as the pot bounces against the side of…[...]
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I think it had started to happen a long time back—bit by bit—but I only noticed it this morning. Gravity was dead. Like Queen Elizabeth. Both of them. Yesterday, it…[...]
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Your eyes pour the moonlight on my path as I turn my back to you. In the dead of the night, I walk with my family, away from my home,…[...]
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“Intercultural Book Club. Join us! Every Sunday 6pm.”The poster hung alone on a blank wall in my dorm building. As someone who had just moved in and loved novels it…[...]
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I didn’t notice the exact moment you began to disappear. That’s the problem with people who have survived for too long. They fall apart quietly. No drama. No warning. Like…[...]
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The morning sun blinds Tom Watkins when he steps out on the back porch to toss a leaky garbage bag into the old, dented metal can. He has been cleaning…[...]
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The apple tree had been there longer than the house. She had watched the road arrive one summer, a scar cut through the field that healed into habit. She had…[...]
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As Kevin entered the water alone, in the dark, with no sound but the small waves crashing on the shore and the wind blowing peacefully around him, he realized the…[...]
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Destination to Somewhereby Spartacus Lawrence— — — It’s Friday evening, and there’s a holiday on Monday. I’m in my car in bumper to bumper traffic — my old blue Buick,…[...]
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Rui “Ray” Chang was an immigration and real-estate attorney in Fort Lee with a tiny office above a karaoke bar a stone’s throw away from the George Washington Bridge. But…[...]
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TadGhostal asks: How do I train my dog to lick things? Should I use peanut butter? ->GromitsGF1990 3mo“Kisses” is an easy enough to teach. I did it for my dog…[...]
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The warmth of the state park cabin made it easy to forget the bitter winter waiting outside the frosted windows. My soon-to-be husband, Nephets, had chosen this rustic sanctuary for…[...]
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Before we entered your home, I was warned that it was unpleasant there. That there were ants crawling across the floor. And that I shouldn’t take it personally if you…[...]
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It was an overcast November morning in the port district of Newark. Clouds pressed down on the living world like anvils. A haze filled the Newark streets. The air was…[...]
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Fashion Journal Ad Section. April 6th 2026 Looking for one Julie Dawson- -Female -5’6 and a half (the half is apparently important)-Strawberry blonde -Green/ Blue eyes (lighting dependent) -Unapproachable when…[...]
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Soot fell from the sky as the heat subsided. It fell upon his cheek as if the sun had radiated against his face, but was slowly pulled away, the callous…[...]
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I learned at a very young age that life is hard, unpredictable, and sometimes unfair, but I also learned that love — even imperfect, messy, late‑arriving love — can carry…[...]
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I was the last one out of the the nest. If you could still call it that. There was no cosy padding of parents and family meals and coming home…[...]
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Her breath comes in slow gasps as she pushes through the maze of tangled branches. Her control is ripping apart, and she uses what little strength she has left to…[...]
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May 16 I think the mistake was made before we even missed the bus. Not logistically.Emotionally. The actual missing of the bus only took about eight seconds. We turned the…[...]
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The Hidden Door The winter was long; the snow was falling at an alarming rate. Every inch of my backyard was covered from top to bottom. I would only open…[...]
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Gary never took the bus. He preferred to walk, tracking long, gentle paths down narrow streets in Tirana. He passed bakeries opening their shutters, the smell of warm bread wafting…[...]
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Date: May 29Time: 05:58From: AdministrationTo: All StaffSubject: Bernard’s PassingBody:<Attachments: BernardOBrienMemoriam.jpg; roses.gif>It is with the heaviest and saddest of hearts that we announce the sudden and tragic passing of our Chairman…[...]
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La Mort Encore 12 MayDear Diary. Today I was talking to some of my pals from school. I can’t believe that I’m graduating this soon. I’m gonna attend the university,…[...]
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“Maddie, look! Down there, “ he said, excitedly pointing at something in the lower depths of the leaf- covered pond at our feet. “Something glittering. Like gold. But it’s so…[...]
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I remember when I first met Sylas. It was in 1898. He was a dirty little waif about eight years old, wandering the streets of Soho. Back then, he reminded…[...]
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This contains mention of gunshots: Mara learned that sacrifice did not always announce itself as a grand, shining thing.Sometimes it looked like a woman standing barefoot in a dark kitchen…[...]
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The Scent of Candles Manuelo was only 32 years old when he retired, but even at that age he was thought to be the best of his time and that,…[...]
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THE ARCHITECTURE OF SILENCEA Masquerade in the Periphery of the StormThe air within the grand ballroom did not circulate; it stagnated, a viscous, heavy draft that tasted of rusted iron,…[...]
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The grandfather clock in the rest-house hall had stood stopped at 2:17 for five years, the hour the flood took her mother. Then the dead clock struck once, its hands…[...]
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The first customer disappeared from the website at 2:13 a.m.Miriam knew because the website told her.A white box sat on the homepage where the summer sale banner should have been.ONE…[...]
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‘More coffee, sir? Alfred the butler, or man servant as he preferred to be called, attempted to gain his employers attention.‘Sir?’ Alfred receiving no response from his employer, began pouring…[...]
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The Hero in the Shadows “Now that I’m eighteen, you’ll tell me what happened to Dad, right?” Emma’s mother turned the water off and turned away from the sink. The…[...]
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May 26, 2018Northern TexasThe gym is not grand. It smells overwhelmingly of teenage-boy sweat and degrading rubber, an odor so ingrained in my brain I know I will be able…[...]
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This story contains themes of child neglect, addiction, grief, family trauma, and discussions of custodial responsibility. Patricia is explaining something about temporary placement and emergency custody, her voice steady and…[...]
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Cold Does That Sometimes By one in the morning, Nara had read the breakup message often enough to memorize it. The message had arrived at 11:07 p.m., so calm it…[...]
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Monday 20 April 2020Voicemail message 117:19The person you are trying to reach is unavailable. Please leave a message after the beep."I know you are never going to hear this.You would…[...]
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My dear Callum, I’m painfully aware we made an agreement to not speak anymore. But it is mid-to-late October, and I find it remarkably hard not to think about you…[...]
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The Bathtub DiariesBy Robert J. Williams When I got home one weekend, I found my mother in the kitchen chopping carrots with ferocious intent. Without looking up, she told me…[...]
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Lucy parked her car in front of her old childhood home. .The front porch was almost obscured by an over grown shrub. Lucy stood on the walk and stared. “Excuse…[...]
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Diary Entry – 20th May Today is about a million degrees. The banana trees my mum planted are swaying – and singing – in the breeze that rises up the…[...]
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The glued wing He used to pronounce the letter s as a t; for example, he would call my uncle “Tayyid” instead of “Sayid,” and just now said “Tiniorita” instead…[...]
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**This is a story about a traumatic birth. Based on a true story. Names have been changed. Claire stretches, her blond hair cascading down her shoulders. She locked her work…[...]
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The Creation Connection Young man sits on top of a mountain silently glazing upon the midnight stars. Deep in thought the young man is suddenly disrupted by a nearby voice…[...]
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Echo awakened with a start. Another dream! It was so real. How can this be? I haven’t seen Harris in a year. And now all I can do is dream…[...]
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The Accident Arguably and obviously, it was no real way to live... An Italian author, Cesar Pavese, once said: "We do not remember days, we remember moments." The protagonist of…[...]
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SAMTuesday, June 6 2012 5:15 pm Hey, what is for din tonight? We were going to stop by Chester’s and get the cheese pizza, hadn’t had it in a while…[...]
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The first warning came from a man Yaa barely knew."Be careful of Adwoa."Yaa laughed when he said it.If there was one person in Accra she trusted completely, it was Adwoa.The…[...]
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The sweet aroma of bubbling berries filled the air and it felt like home, but the chilling breeze of the forest reminded everyone where they were. “They say you can…[...]
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Paul could see it in the woman’s eyes—they’d all heard about the digging. He ditched his basket at the self-checkout machine and made for the exit. He was outside and…[...]
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[TRIGGER WARNING: Substance abuse, fatal car accident, and emotional trauma] The banner still hung above the east wall of the gym when I returned fourteen years later. CIF League Champion.…[...]
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Ben couldn’t help feeling disappointed. Rose only carved out a long weekend for him when it had been almost eight months since they were together. He accepted that art was…[...]
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The Closest SnakeThe first person Lena called when she finished her novel was Sarah.Not her husband.Not her mother.Not the literary agent she'd spent years dreaming about.Sarah.Always Sarah.For twenty years, Sarah…[...]
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Stephen Walters had lived alone for so long that silence had become a kind of weather system inside him; a low, unbroken pressure that settled in the bones. His flat…[...]
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The Road Back To FriendshipA Story By Anna PopoviciChapter 1: Best Friends ForeverEthan Carter and Lucas Reed had been best friends for as long as either of them could remember.…[...]
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On the first anniversary of Ruth’s death, Daniel Webb found her handwriting on the mat.He stood there with the milk in one hand and the letter in the other, not…[...]
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Content Note: This story contains themes of emotional abandonment, marital breakdown, and psychological distress. Jonas stood in the doorway, watching Elara fold the last of her clothes. She moved with…[...]
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I saw him standing on the corner of 5th Avenue that day, the scum of the Earth. The smirk he wore was a smirk I had seen many times before.…[...]
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My name is George Nicolson and while you may not know my name, you might remember the show I was in, The Stig Miller Show. The show ran for five…[...]
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Content warning: Animal death, betrayal by a parental figure, and themes of emotional manipulation. Story is told from the innocent, childlike perspective of the victim.The Human She Called DadMe and…[...]
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The breakup took less time than the drive. Which is good I guess. I like driving. Breaking up not so much. Maybe it would be better if I got to…[...]
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“Maybe if we dim the lights a little it might help?” said Wendy, her cheeks flushed. “If we dim the lights, Wendy, I won’t be able to see the pictures.…[...]
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Dear Micah, From a name in my Notes app to two lines on a test, I have always loved you. Now you are real! I can hardly believe it. I…[...]
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I watched her smile as they placed the prize in her hands once more, and in that instant felt something dark and silken stir awake within me, slow as smoke…[...]
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TRIGGER WARNING- this short story contains Some Strong Language, Brief Sexuality, and Substance Abuse. The Hourglass. Part One- Showtime. It was showtime, and I could not blink. Hyperaware, and manic…[...]
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He's sleeping again. He's always sleeping. Even when he's not, he's not really here. Not anymore. Not the way he used to be. When I first moved in things were…[...]
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The flickering light of a single candle danced over my creme kitchen walls. It's melted wax lay on the table. A bottle of champagne, lay in an aluminum bucket of…[...]
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Bob Healey awoke to emptiness. The tranquility of being alone in the home was something he had always longed for, even if it was for just a fleeting moment, especially…[...]
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A Page Too Lateby Spartacus Lawrence “Oh, I can’t believe how poor the writing of college students is,” I say to myself, as I sit to review essays from the…[...]
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Milo looked up when his assistant, Cam, knocked on his office door.Cam looked worried. “Joel wants you in his office. And I quote, ‘Now.’”“I’m sitting by my phone. He could…[...]
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