Prison changes you. You either get harder or you straighten up. Not much in between. Which is why I try not to look at people when I walk down the street. I do not want to see people from my old life. I am not going down that road again.

But it happens. I see people from the old days. I usually see them coming from a long way off. So I duck into a shop or look at my shoes as I walk. I ne...

I felt his breathe on my neck as the guards ran pass the dark cave in the wall.

"Za-"

"Shh... There still passing" he whispered. The guards turned the corner and their footsteps slowly go away in the night. He looked toward my face and carressed the fresh new scar on my cheek.

"KC... I'm so sorry" he apologized as his eyes filled with sorrow.

I smiled softly," It's not you're fault-"

"But I'm ...

The window of an old cafe. Shiny after being cleaned of snow that morning. A bright red sign and bold black letters, proudly announced its place on the quiet corner. There was a display full of frosted sugar cookies. Christmas trees, candles, red ornaments, and snowballs. Spirited and festive, as it was every year.

Yet something was off.

I saw something more in the window. Not the cushioned back...

A moment the wild swallows like a flight

Of withered gust-caught leaves, serenely high,

Toss in the windrack up the muttering sky.

The leaves hang still. Above the weird twilight,

The hurrying centres of the storm unite

And spreading with huge trunk and rolling fringe,

Each wheeled upon its own tremendous hinge,

Tower darkening on. And now from heaven’s height,

With the long roar of elm trees swep...

قصه ی گروهی جاسوس که قصد جاسوسی از مراکز نظامی دارند...

As I walked along the cold damp streets of New York City I felt a sudden sense of calm. My head was held high and my arms hung slightly as if I was entirely unstressed.

I felt the chill air climbing up my spine as I smelt the crisp scent of a hotdog. My stomach grumbled and I seemingly floated toward the cart. The red thick ketchup dripping down the side of the savory treat reminded me of th...

“Not again”, I think, my shoulders unconsciously slumping forward as I steel myself for the inevitable conversion to follow. For a split second, I imagine myself melting into the hot New York City sidewalk, morphing like Keanue Reeves in the Matrix and sliding down into the grime and cigarette butts that make up the fabric of these iconic city streets. That would be far preferable to the conversat...

Tess was walking around New York thinking about Mattheo and his new roommate.

”Ugh this is so infuriating!” she whispered.

Just then she locked eyes with someone who caught her attention.

Tess turns around.

”No way…” the girls says wide eyed.

Tess gasps, “Alissa!”

Both girls hug each other.

”What are you doing here!” Tess chuckles.

”Well I knew you lived in New York and wanted to visit you...

Strolling down a dimly lit street i took in the sweet, sweet silence.

My acute hearing caught footsteps ahead. My hands began to itch in anticipation though i knew there was no way in hell anyone could find me here. A silhouett appeared in the distance. As they came closer i made out a woman with long, dark hair, a work suit and a purse.

I lowered my head. Slipping my hands into the jacket poc...

In crowds, I’ve mastered the art of invisibility. With my downcast eyes and movements as quick as an expensive sports car I’m imperceptible to the average passerbyer. Yet, today, for some reason, I walk like I’m a part of their world. In doing so, I notice someone who seems so familiar to me. It takes a moment for my mind to stray to a memory.

“My nǎinai once said our family was sensitive to spi...