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He Ate Three Fourths

by Snehal Amembal I always sought solace in three fourths You, my fussy toddler would play havoc with my nervesMe, second-guessing, hoping you’d eatA bowl of porridge A plateful of rice A slice of fruit An almost round chapatti You… Read More »He Ate Three Fourths

Nano

by Yusra Amjad after noticing that i don’t say my namaz, or keep my rozasor read my quran and thus far haveno plans to complete 50% of my faithby getting married, after becomingtoo afraid to even… Read More »Nano

3/4

By Neomi Vira I see my mother when I hear the number 3/4“3/4 cups flour and 1/4 cup water,” she used to say When we made my favorite blueberry pancakesBy the emerald marble stone window sill… Read More »3/4

Next In Line

Next In Line by Zahra Hamdulay A tower has two stories. The top floor window depicts a woman wrapped in black. Her hair is ragged and her expression distraught but the most striking thing about… Read More »Next In Line

3/4 Her

3/4 Her by Fatima Ijaz The story of almost recedesIn the night of shade trees.Once or twice I felt youstood there waiting for me as usual butit was my fancy.  Have I ever told youThe night… Read More »3/4 Her