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Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘How much for the box on the left?’ The dimensions made sense, and yet she couldn’t helpContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘How much for the box on the left?’ The dimensions made sense, and yet she couldn’t helpContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag He traced her shadow as she turned her eyes towards the rising sun. Hearing the scratches of the pencilContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag You count down from ten while holding onto your breath. Careful. Don’t make a sound, he mightContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Limb after limb, he took himself apart to uninstall his heart. Didn’t belong to him. NeverContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag I am everything as well as nothing. I am the wind that whistles confusion and the leaves maturing red. I amContinue Reading





