He woke up, startled, drenched in his own stinking sweat. He vaguely remembered visuals of his nightmare, though he could not understand
Actually, I do not quite know what captured my attention in the first place. What I know, though, is that I was staring her (ogling at her, would an onlooker say).
I have always dreamt of flying, high above the ground, face to face with the horizon, like the wild ducks going to foreign land, like a paper plane
I write this letter to you to tell you that our baby is with you since the last two months. Please could you send him very soon? You know, he is very important for us.
Editor’s Choice: His mirror always reminded him of this gnawing detail. And as he heard himself in his mind, another voice reminded him of his loneliness
There are stories which are raked and rummaged through by eras of readers and critics, and each time, the intellectual mind discovers something new