An Edition of ‘Ease’ Dear Room, Today is probably the last time I meet you, before someone else who doesn’t know of your silences, tears you down. However heartbreaking it sounds but right now when I look at you, I feel you; you are living and I also know of your dying breaths. That day … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ it would be wrong to not call this a stream of consciousness because this is exactly what it was, and it was written in one day, when i felt everything. all at once. it was wonderful. i would consider this holding onto that feeling. By Tanvi Singh Tanvi Singh is a … Continue reading
It was sobering finding out getting to know that things were better before the night of the red moon when you became nothing but a line on my palm when you dug an indent into each hand endlessly plagarised words drank from each other’s glasses battering the man resting in a sepulchre … Continue reading
