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A Rare Case written by: Aleksandra Velikova - Dedicated to the 2026 Olympics How many cities had he already seen, across...

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Any building I would start to build here turns into a prison written by: Mykyta Ryzhykh   Maybe the problem is in the place itself, in the cement and materials? Or maybe it’s that I cannot distinguish between the words house and building? Is the sky really cruelly sharpened by birds? Or is the problem that the planet and all the roads are cruelly rounded and you are fore...

It's Complicated written by: Anna Kinkead - She pondered the best time to tell him that she was leaving him. After a long day of Zoom...

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Jack written by: Macabea   You brought another one home just like Jack, German Shepherd, his wild eyes bogged with Delta swamps. Something about his lovely, round face that made you place your hand in the sound of his bark to rearrange it; until you heard the cicada’s hum you refused to draw it back. The pound folk had said to you No returns, and you smile at this now as...

Crimson Bricks Tumbling Down written by: O’Nika M   The weight we carry, light and airy like a plume, a feather, oh contrary heavy, crimson, red bricks laden with pressure, stress building high not letting up, we gasp one brick at a time remove each one burdens less exhale aahhh!   NOTE: Based on the Prompt – The Weight We Carry

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