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short story

Draw’n to the River

The glow of the screen was the only light in the room. Its hollow light fell onto his fingers,  hovering over the keyboard, giving them a slightly ghostly hue. “Please,” she said, almost  whispering, cringing a little, as she…

Beneath the Ashes

A handful of lentils boil in water with a generous dash of turmeric to forget the taste of death coating the tongue. On good days, you add some chillies and garlic. Not today. As you drink it, you succumb to a raking cough. It’s a while…