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An Image by Charlotte Hand

An Image by Charlotte Hand I was intrigued by the idea of how the blind “see” and as such, I tried to capture sight through sound; describing textures through various articulation – all in hope of creating an...

Mother’s Romance by Jessica Sng

Mother’s Romance by Jessica Sng    I. Meeting “Girl, greet Uncle Tan!” my mother chirped, far too happily for my liking. My gaze followed hers as I looked up at the man my mother had brought home, towering over my 11-year-old self. Wisps of grey, thinning hair...

Daphne, NY by Patricia Karunungan

Daphne, NY by Patricia Karunungan   Winters in New York are so cold. Every year I watch the wind split open your lips, and I wonder if, like the rings on the bark of trees, I would be able to tell from the lines how many people you’ve kissed. But I can only count...