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Hostile Reunion

By Rachel Hughes Wicket RedScarlet letterI see you,In our fort See the blank fourth fingerScantily unoccupied,By a round metal corpse. Jesus!On his high horse,Rules!Your vessel – a remorse. Rachel is a 3rd year student at the University of Toronto, majoring in History with minors in English and Writing and Rhetoric. Photo Credit: Daniel Apodaca on […]

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Why I Don’t Read Books with Bad Endings

By: Vikram Nijhawan My Aunt Vinay always used to say a person’s life was like a book – a quaint, if not particularly unique simile. “Every ten years is a chapter, and right now I’m on my eighth and last!” she would say, followed by the hearty chuckle of an octogenarian. Dark humour aside, I […]

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Furies

By Kushagrata Goel As she watched the house, it was slowly engulfed by the bright creeping hands of fire. It lit the once solemn night, the streets of this abandoned neighborhood now crowded with unknown faces. She was suddenly aware, every muscle in her body ready to run away from the man running towards her […]

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Once I Walked Along a Country Path

By Jiaqi (Cindy) Fan Once I walked along a country path, Isaw a man dressed in a nightgown. He wasmurmuring a childish folk song. A sighgrasped his throat and brushed it into pieces. And here He comes. Roses sting with grief, andlilies paint the sky as ashy. Clusterof melancholy sheep roams on waste land, scared of […]