Our Forever Journey Begins by Madush AbeyratneThe Unspoken Vow
Two paths converge. A single point of gravity.
We spend our lives walking alone. We carry our own shadows, our own small, heavy secrets. Then, there is a shift. A turning of the head. A hand that finds another hand, not by design, but…
Trapped Soul by Sagar MakhechaThe Weight of Small Spaces
Is it possible to be entirely free while remaining within the boundaries of a single, unyielding frame? We often equate vastness with liberty, believing that only the open sky or the endless sea can offer us a true sense of self. Yet, there…
A Man and His Phone by Leanne LindsayThe Glow of Absence
We carry our own suns now. Small, rectangular, cold to the touch. They pull us away from the street, from the wind, from the person standing only a breath away.
We are here. But we are also elsewhere.
There is a weight to this distance.…