Written by: Shruthi Sudheendra My heart is an empty stage. The brightness of the sun sweeps me off my feet, And it melts the winter’s frost strained grip around my chest, And it provides the fuel for my heart to bloom into a rose. By chance? By choice? By nature? By force? Thou entered my…
inkling x mun ’21
Written by The Writers of Inkling In our annual collaboration with the UWCMUN team, we have compiled a short magazine of articles on the different topics that were debated during their conference. We hope that you enjoy reading the variety of articles that our writers have produced. https://drive.google.com/file/d/1lsghV68UFz6jAG1qeb2rsA8PULwZUuAQ/view?usp=sharing
being lost
Written by Amairah Islam Dry leaves rustled across the grounds, forming a tornado of autumnal colors and crackling sounds. The trees above bent toward each other forming a welcoming archway. A cooling wind breezed through, grazing the surfaces of the leaves and playing with the branches. The sweet smell of apples and plums from the…
the mystery section
Written by: Anonymous I passed by the bookshop today. It looked comfortingly quiet in the midst of the rain, so I decided to walk in. Impulsive decisions are never my thing, I’m sure you know, but I had the time. I figured there’s no harm in doing so. The breeze of the air conditioner hit…
Anchored at the Neck
Written by: Libby Ye “Excuse me,” the coffee shop owner coughed as he motioned towards the clustered tables. I lowered my eyes and shuffled out of the line of eager people seeking for clarity. A house, an anchor, a garden – the three Lenormand cards laid cupped in my hands, separated from their shuffled counterparts….
to you, and to me
A commentary on Gradual Impact by Alison Bechdel and Sappho 19. Written by: Ayasha Nordiawan Through their works, Alison Bechdel and Sappho explore and present their take on romantic love and the complexities that come along with that concept. While both of them seem to be approaching it from contrasting perspectives, there is clearly a…
Bodypaint
Written by: Elizabeth Joseph I smear green on my face With dashes of black for eyebrows A red squiggle for a mouth I look like a demon to you But I am really a warrior. I’ve smeared a lighter green now, Hands to face, South to north I may appear threatening But I’m celebrating victory….
words
Written by Anonymous I was told to write some words for you today, but I can’t think of anything to say. I’ve already exhausted all the words in the dictionary, every sentence, every paragraph, I’ve already given all of them to you. I gave you all the meanings and you gave me all my meaning….
keystone species
Written by: Anonymous In ecology, a keystone species is defined as a species that has a disproportionately large effect on its natural environment. They define an entire ecosystem – without its keystone species, an ecosystem could be thrown completely off balance. It would be dramatically different, or even cease to exist altogether. These are species…
politicise my tastebuds
Written by: Meira Quah A spice, a tang, a hint flavour It dresses the head of the broccoli The arms of the beans The perfectly shaped balls of baby tomatoes The nuts, beans It appears, here and there Coating the leaves Leaving the smaller, things alone It adds a touch of colour Illuminating the bowl…
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