This illustration was done by Kristi Coghlan who is our writer, Karina Coghlan’s mother. Rising with the sun and the cluck, cluck of chickens waiting to be fed, Marigold steps outside to a bright and brisk morning. Golden rays of the sun bounce off the clouds and over the mountains, creating a simple, romantic feel…

Image Sourced Through Pinterest Dear Lilith,  I’ve been overcome with grief these last few days, and I assume you do not care. You’ve scarcely written back; when you do, you write only a few words. I remember the day I departed and the sweet words you left me that no longer ring true. You promised…

Musa’s notorious behavior took a snag when he had to leave her home in the township “ekasi,” as they referred to the ghetto area they lived in. Out of the blue, his life changed for the worse when his father lost his job. He has been the breadwinner in the family, with his mother as…

It was another wintry Monday morning. While everyone was busy rushing to their respective workplaces, Hirendra sat with his old radio and a cup of tea, with no sugar. Arati, his only daughter, didn’t get a leave for the day and had to leave early for work. The whole house was echoing with Rabindra Sangeet,…

Photo By: Hanna Peters This story was inspired by the fishing trips that I used to take when I was little with my dad so that is why this story his dedicated to my father. It was a beautiful spring afternoon in May, and Hazel and her father were on their way down to Silvertree…

The moon stretched out before Ellie, a desolate expanse of grey dust and jagged craters, lit by the faint, ghoulish glow of Earth in the sky. She sat in the cockpit of the Lunar Dawn rover, her breath fogging the inside of her helmet. It was heavy, just like her shoulders. The comms were silent,…

I wasn’t sure why I kept doing this to myself. Every year I swear I’m a glutton for punishment, and every year I tell myself I’m not going, yet I find myself packing an overnight bag for a weekend getaway with the girls, all because of the guilt Amy makes me feel when she calls…

A boy sat alone in the library a few tables away from me. He was reading a Harry Potter book, and I couldn’t help but think he was the cutest guy I had ever seen. He had green eyes and brown hair and wore dark black glasses that made him look similar to Clark Kent…

Carrie sat in her seat, popcorn on her lap, waiting for the feature film to start. She wasn’t feeling the usual excitement she would get from going to the cinema, this had been killed off when she saw her seat! She knew it was a petty thing to get annoyed about, after all, the main…

Keke carried the weight of his dark life everywhere he went. He was raised by parents who were notorious criminals. Keke’s family had almost everything they wanted, but he knew it and never liked it. He was infamous in both the community and at school. Rumors circulated about his toxic and erratic family.” He was…