by Babet Berning Winter is coming, Every year again. Sweaters on, Dresses off. Winter is coming, Every year again. Days shorten, Sunlight decreases. Winter is coming, Every year…
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Five Books I Hate and Why
I take pride in almost always finishing a book. My thumb rule is to always read at least 150 pages before judging, because you never know when things will take…
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For he has sworn upon a crimson moon
Woken up, through a red veil over the sky, washed away with a swift motion of my hand. A ringing noise disturbed my slumber, and the stars were as…
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Poem corner: October
THE KETTLE - Evgeniia Kadyrova the kettle is boiling on the cooker and I'm sitting there the sound literally deafens me and I'm sitting the sound penetrates…
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Short story: Girlhood
I pull the arms of my sweater down to my fingers as the chill from people passing through the doors creeps up on me. The lingering smell of sweet chai…
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Pumpkin Spiced Panic
Marcus shifted his weight from one foot to another as he checked his bank account in the corner outside the bookstore. God forbid someone should see him there, doing something…
Annotating books: what, why and how
You’re probably asking “Anjali, why the hell would you annotate fiction books like you’re reading for an exam?”. It’s because I’m insane, that’s why. Also, I hyper fixate on every…
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Book Review: Good Omens
Numerous tales about the end of times – the apocalypse – have been told and retold since the very beginning of time. On the screen, on the page, in the…
Poem: New Seasons
New Seasons The heart opens heavily It's like there is no muscle memory anymore Everything changed within The rain and the snow formed new seasons To live in, to…
Poem: [library science]
[library science] te scriu te citesc viața ta e o carte necunoscută ținută în lanțuri în sihăstrie o jumătate de sărut ca o dragoste incompletă aș fi vrut să…
Play Pretend
play pretend and then i'll see you at christmas maybe one or two times in the summer on the drives to beaches our friends wanna go to and then…
Poem: [reading / un-reading]
I read the poems written in the past years citesc poemele scrise în anii trecuți I reread them with a distorted attention le recitesc cu o atenție distorsionată I wish…
Book review/recommendation: The Picture of Dorian Gray and The Secret History
Leaves, in crimson red and fiery orange, are pouring down every street corner, as the autumn season comes upon us. What better to do in this cozy and cold weather,…