Category: Writings
Michelle Lee Proksell 媚潇 (b. Dhahran, Saudi Arabia, 1985) – A Third Culture Adult, born in Saudi Arabia to ex-patriot American parents. She left the Middle East in 1990 because…
4CHANC0K3 could not take his eyes off of the screen for the last 78 hours straight. FACT: Abraham Lincoln had dreamt his death. He woke up in his…
PART I: Understanding the Understatement He lies in bed while his eyes wander off in space. They aren’t looking for anything in particular; they’re just struggling to see…
There are clouds in the distance that shine. That flicker. That start distorting as they come closer– a wide panoramic view that seems like something that it’s not. …
It was with the passing of many trains, over many years, in many countries around the world (from East to West), which led me to begin taking special…
I hear a sound I hear a tone I hear four tones and one neutral I see a mouth move I see hand gestures I see eyebrows contract…
An indirect meeting of Him and Her. Her eyes blinked incessantly from the rancid smell encircling the underground station. Its putrid stench pierced every part of her face…
I sat and stared at Polaroid’s I took of places in the past; Somewhere between the picture of a Malaysian cave’s bright halo light, blooming pink flowers growing…
A round, average-looking rock sat quietly on the ground under a tall cherry blossom tree next to a small rushing stream. It had no place to go, for…
I could hear sounds I did not recognize. Loud flowing drones that hummed beside my eardrums and moved around me in a circular motion. They distracted me just…
Everything around me turned a shade of green. Even the sun beamed down a hue of blue-green and I had this sudden urge like a dog in an…
When I touched my face I felt deep scars covered in scabs along my cheeks. What had happened to me in the time passed? I couldn’t remember how…
Around me was a line of bottles left empty and unattended in a dry field. Tones of brown were all that lay in my peripheral. Suddenly the ground…
Sleep-in to dream-in an unordinary wonder of something close to being will power I fish around for compliments mixed with wayward twats and wishy-washy thoughts about a future…
I want to believe in unicorns. I want to believe in mirages. I want to believe in all the things I’m told not to. Taking walks down winding…