Saturdays. Always waking up at noon. Eating easy-mac for lunch. The soft cheese melting on my tongue. A sip of water. More easy-mac. I stuff myself on Saturdays, making up for the crappy cafeteria food I eat five days a week. I plop on the couch and turn on HBO. Movies. Horror movies. Children’s movies. […]
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When I was very little, I had no companion, except for one—my dog. Its name was Bhutu (means ghost in Bengali). I used to live in India, where we found the dog. Before I was born, my dad was walking home on the streets. Then something tapped him on the leg. When my dad looked […]
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All I do All I will ever do All I can do All I must do All that must be done All must complete this All is equal All is good All must do this All good work is good All bad work is bad All must do good work Do it The world will […]
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Pegasus. This creature is needed in novels more often. Most of the time, Pegasus likes to rest which is fine, but there should be more stories about him. This is an ode to you, great flying horse. Great one, flying across the clouds, you are a symbol of awe, removing the shrouds, from each persons […]
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The sharp air whistled through the bare branches, The sound piercing through the skies. Wispy clouds rushed on by, Being hurried by the impatient breeze. Always waiting, waiting, For spring to come at last. Not even snowing, Just as cold as ever.
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“Luna…. Luna it’s time to go!” Stella called her white and yellow fur bristling in annoyance. “You know the council only is more likely to convict you if you’re late!” I’d like to tell Stella one thing. I DON’T CARE!!!! Those tyrants can banish me if they want because no matter how many times they […]
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We sing in love, the story of those skies, that make my heart want play in the tune of the flute. Those springs, with the sunlit colors from the mango groves, which are everything to me. Those autumns, where I have seen blossoming rice fields, and your delicate smile. Amar Shonar Bangla (My Golden Country), […]
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My leg is shaking. My heart is pounding more than it ever has before. My eyes are blinking rapidly. I bite my lip nervously. This is the day I have been waiting for. This is the opportunity I have wanted since I was six. Now I have the chance and I can’t blow it. It’s […]
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Thousands of inky black lines that covers the sky, Some reaching thousands of feet high. All misty in the weak sunlight, So delicately weaved. Trees standing might and tall, Supporting the countless branches. They shadowed the dewy ground, Creating shimmering gaps of light from the above. Branches that had shed their leaves, Now […]
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10 March 2015
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