Once upon a time, a time not so long ago, we meet someone quite special, charming at the very least, whether it be a friend, a workmate, or even a lover, that affected the very core of our lives… Unfortunately, it is not much of a blessing as we learn along the way that this… Read more
Rewritten in a postmodern technique of magic realism: Our household was troubled by the uncanny: my grandmother, who passed away last week at the age of seventy, still exists within our presence. Her voice is still imminent amongst the whispers of the wind. As the leaves of the Black Mulberry tree make subtle movements, her… Read more
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