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That Must Be Me?
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Unnati Kotecha in General Literary | Reads: 127 | Likes: 1
They're strolling down the alley by Ruby park. There's someone they despise. I can tell from their whispers. They're probably defaming a friend. Spilling tar over her reputation. That must be me. They're talking about me. Have I done something wrong? I don't recall going behind their back. I still Read More...
Published on Jun 5,2020 09:15 PM
Beyond the City Lights
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Unnati Kotecha in Poetry | Reads: 335 | Likes: 1
A red building, ambience lightedInhabited by people, yet fully vacantThe jingling bangles laugh and hauntSmirk miserably, often release a sighTheir ringing have a melancholic tauntDeafs confuse it to be "visit again,bye"The tresspassers there are varied menSome new faces, some people oldFor it is a Read More...
Published on May 30,2020 07:06 PM
COLD : our bare lives
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Unnati Kotecha in Romance | Reads: 188 | Likes: 1
It was a bit cold out there, so I set the loathed leather-jacketed file ablaze. Next thing I know, I found myself drawing in deep breaths of the fumes, and sipping on the last delicacy from the refrigerator -- a bottle of red wine. He was still sitting on the cherry red couch which he had moved into Read More...
Published on May 22,2020 12:55 AM
THAT SAPPHIRE LACOSTE
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Unnati Kotecha in Romance | Reads: 563 | Likes: 4
Urmi:That evening, although the sky was frequently overcast, it was at no time dark. The rain-bearing wind was blowing in squalls from the southeast and I, inviting not only the rain, but also the tattered images of some memories, sat by the window wearing a cerulean dress. A cold zephyr touched the Read More...
Published on Apr 22,2020 02:07 AM
The 8th Day - Part II
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Unnati Kotecha in General Literary | Reads: 181 | Likes: 1
That night, I replayed the tape from our meeting on my mind over and over again. It was the moment.I was hoping that I'd move a step closer to what I wanted,and like every other thing,this time too I'll get it. The laws of which I knew so little were visibly working before me. The ambience added to Read More...
Published on Apr 1,2020 02:44 PM
The 8th Day
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Unnati Kotecha in General Literary | Reads: 259 | Likes: 1
It started one evening at a café.I was looking at my phone, occasionally throwing glances outside the glass window, waiting for a friend. Meanwhile inside the café, the piano keys were perfectly syncopating with the guitar. The voice of the first performer was no less than the ringing Read More...
Published on Apr 1,2020 02:23 AM
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