Study Revealing Correlation of Hair Colour with a Person’s Character Breaks the Internet
S A T I R E Shudipto Dip In a recent study conducted by the Stonewall Observatory of Texas, scientists…
A Million Miles Ahead or a Momentary Spell?
P O E T R Y Niha Zahan Tell me a little something of things that broke me Tell me…
That Time I Cinematised My Life to Cope with Reality
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The Space Between Absolution and Forgiveness
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God of the Forge
P O E T R Y Koushin Unber He’s a question mark hooked over his table, unbeknownst to the world…
Dear Sleep
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Hayashi: Exploring Hayase’s Obsession with Fushi
F A N F I C T I O N Abrar Jamil We all know that one Fushi-Hayase bed scene…
Scared and Scarred
F I C T I O N – F L A S H Adwiteeya Rupantee Paul Later when I came to…
POETRY
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Then The Memory Spoke
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Amnesiacs Confined in Bell Jars and a Government that Won’t Take Austerity Measures
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I Am a Murderer
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Breeze Amidst a Shower
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ম্যাকারনি, নসিলা, জুস ও বায়ান্নটি লাশের গল্প
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An Afternoon Wasted in Short Soliloquies
F I C T I O N Adrita Zaima “The man badly needs a shave,” Audrey says with fake indignation,…
A Eulogy for Catherine Sloper
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Over-stimulation of Words
P O E T R Y Adrita Zaima The cursor is blinking at me. I blink back. I tell…
An Eid to Be Grateful for
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Only the Queen of the Night
P O E T R Y Adrita Zaima A gentle kiss of moonlight, A brief brush on the pink of…
