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Prose by Shaurya Arya-Kanojia
Indecision is the worst affliction, my mother used to say.

Marías at Sampaguitas
May 15, 20214 min read


Prose by Megha Nayar
Title: Experiments from the private journal of a disgruntled woman

Marías at Sampaguitas
Mar 4, 20214 min read


Prose by Ennie Marie Dacut Ilasco
heliotrope sprouts from
the palms of his hands,
the dirt sifting between
his thin fingertips

Marías at Sampaguitas
Sep 20, 20201 min read


Prose by Khushee Dogra
My thoughts are transient but the feeling…it is perpetual. When I say perpetual, I mean like the screams outside my door.

Marías at Sampaguitas
Aug 10, 20202 min read


Prose by Emily Craig
Anger Consumed Me A True Emotion by Emily Craig New Year’s has came and went, now I sit here and ponder what all has changed in a year...

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Jan 27, 20203 min read


Prose by April Frances Federico
I Don’t Need a Psych Degree to Know Third grade was the first time that anyone has called me weird, even to my face. They always assumed...

Marías at Sampaguitas
Nov 17, 20192 min read


Prose by Rajshri
Evanescence// Presences. you lay there. mountains surround you. clouds fill up the skies. you’re drowning under the last few rays of the...

Marías at Sampaguitas
Sep 7, 20192 min read


It takes a special teacher by April Frances Federico
I remember on the last day of fifth grade, Mrs. Lowerre read to my class, a picture book by Patricia Polacco titled Thank you, Mr....

Marías at Sampaguitas
Aug 8, 20194 min read


Prose by Stuart Buck
Ghost Dendrophylax lindenii The Ghost Orchid is a perennial epiphyte of the orchid family. Other names include the palm-polly and the...

Marías at Sampaguitas
May 19, 20192 min read


Prose by Sean Hogan
Sortition When you’re struggling with a binary decision, toss a coin: When the coin is in the air, maybe you’ll hope for an outcome. When...

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Apr 22, 20193 min read


Prose by Roxanne Lim
anti//oxidants Growing up in a broken home means that everything can change in an instant. I got used to dissociating at will, adapting...

Marías at Sampaguitas
Apr 21, 20195 min read


Prose by David Hanlon
Stone carving (Including lyrics from Portishead’s ‘Strangers’) My sea-bed: unkempt blankets, throws weave into one another: kelp strips,...

Marías at Sampaguitas
Apr 2, 20191 min read
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