By MJ | Toronto, Canada Time moves forward but I always feel stuck in the future and past. I can’t think past this gray area I’ve created...

By Ranudi Gunawardena | Sri Lanka Instagram : @girl_gone_wilde November 17th, 1998. He takes me out for lunch to a fancy restaurant that...

By Ranudi Gunawardena | Sri Lanka August 28th 1998 As I step into the black of the night, finally allowing myself to breathe fresh air...

By Ranudi Gunawardena | Sri Lanka Darling Jade, My beloved angel, I swear with all the life left in my body, darling, this is not...

By Ranudi Gunawardena | Sri Lanka August 26th 1998 He hasn’t come to The Hut for six days now, almost for a full week. Last day I saw...

By Ranudi Gunawardena | Sri Lanka August 20th 1998. I can see him sitting at his usual table with a beer in his hand. He is dressed in a...

By Ranudi Gunawardena | Sri Lanka August 17th 1998 I hold the microphone with both my hands, hugging it closer to my chest. There’s...

By Shahryar Khan | Canada In times like these we look within, to find the voice that caused our sins. We did unsee, we did not listen, to...

By Ranudi Gunawardena | Sri Lanka She runs home like a mad woman, her messy hair in the wind like the untamable mane of a lion, her feet...

By SD | Pakistan If destruction exists the world shall remain in trouble; only stand to make a change, it must move on; The Human Race...

By Arnila | Malaysia I want to apologize to my mother for how much I hate myself. All the flaws I see are perfection in her eyes. We all...

By Ranudi Gunawardena | 17 | Sri Lanka Everyday since I was five, When the old grandfather clock in the living room Strikes nine at...