shadow beneath the sun & axis of the world - holly berry
"they tell me she is in a better place, now, and although her pain is gone and the waiting is over..."
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- Oct 12, 2020
four parts of a story: you - rhea kotrashetti
"lay your secrets down in this warm cavity of pink and red and specks of white like you lay your broken pieces in your grave."
- Sep 16, 2020
emmetropia - brecht lanfossi
emmetropia.
- Sep 10, 2020
the time keeper - keisha wee
"rhythmically right on the hour, i would listen and hear that the bells would chime their song and the pendulum would swing back and forth."
- Sep 8, 2020
a letter to death: a fear i have now deciphered - arundhati nair & mukul jindal
"being smaller has its advantages, and you are not as close to the ground as i am."
- Aug 31, 2020
which me will i be today? - nikita joseph
“every me has died, a little piece, every day.”
- Aug 30, 2020
galaxies - deeti gupta
"your love for constellations and stars kept you alive, whereas i could identify less than five."
- Aug 28, 2020
elixir - shreya sivaramakrishnan
“One night, I picked it up, gulped it down, in one shot.”
- Aug 26, 2020
alone in this world - nysa mathur
"she remembered the moment, when her hands were held, for the
one last time."
- Aug 25, 2020
the colour of death - nikita joseph
"is it blue to symbolise the aching for the one that left too soon, or could it be a bright, fresh green? to represent the life anew."
- Aug 20, 2020
the beauty of death - sairam
"dying renders life delicious, emerging from the aroma of memories,
tis' a mug of elixir."
- Aug 18, 2020
why “it's okay to talk about it” sounds like an empty reassurance - maanasi marathe
“because every feeling comes with a memory, and every memory comes with its kind of pain.”
- Aug 15, 2020
conversations with the dead - benita rosalind
“do you ever think of coming back?”
- Aug 11, 2020
You Won't Know Me - Jillian Spaulding
“Without me, will you even care?”
- Aug 4, 2020
Dandelions - Neeharika Nene
“you can wash away sin with the rain. but blood stains.”
- Aug 3, 2020
Death, A Black Hole - Sameeksha Agarwal
“Thinking about death of the ones I love is like someone grabbed my intestine and turned it inside out.”
- Jul 30, 2020
Noor, Inayat and Death - Aswani Valentine
"if death was a ride in yellow taxi to howrah, before partition.
if dying would bring me the azadi bose had promised my ancestors."
- Jul 29, 2020
Ivy Days (Part Three) - Shea Donovan
"Ivy Days reflects my earliest encounter with death and defines the first epoch of my identity I can clearly remember."
- Jul 24, 2020
Ivy Days (Part Two) - Shea Donovan
"Ivy Days reflects my earliest encounter with death and defines the first epoch of my identity I can clearly remember."
- Jul 19, 2020
Oven - apatheticroommate
"I try to remember who’s going to do the dishes after I move away.
Then I remember there won’t be any dishes."
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