Aravind Anand
The Scent of Summer
The wind rose once again, swirling around Caden, making him shiver. He tightened his overcoat and rubbed his hands together as he made...
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Cobblestones to Remember
The light turned red And so I stopped To stare at the cobblestones on which I walk Strewn with the blood of a man I did not know. I...
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