What are our differences? The ones that shaped the way we look through to see the world and the ones …

What are our differences? The ones that shaped the way we look through to see the world and the ones …
CW: Violence, Mass Accident, Panic Attack & Death I My name is Naomi Sakana. I have been …
CW: Mentions of death and blood Between the poor and the rich, there stood metal bars. They were cold, …
CW: Violence and Guns The store chimes a high pitched, eerie sound as Cris walks in. His chin is …
you who had begun running much too fast much too early head down against the wind that so desperately wanted …
The thing about promises, I thought to myself, as I meandered down the harbour with my hands in the pockets …
The wavering of our small sun, glazed orange through glass Blushing mandarin-watery, when I came out to greet it The …
Red: draped ‘round my neck. The tenderness, the itchiness. Beneath the midnight canvas whispered secrets; promises glimmered like celestial constellations. …
“Mum, why do stars exist?” “Well, they help you find your path and your dreams in life. If you …