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We are now accepting submissions (fiction/non-fiction) for our letter board. You can send your entires to

To Patty. From Neha. (Fiction)

"I place the apple back in the fridge and settle my bag on the flimsy study at the corner of my room and order dinner. I eat it watching a revolting reality show. Mom calls right before I hit the bed. Our conversations are mundane check-ins and long silences punctuated by either a running tap or the whistle of a pressure cooker at her end. Then I sleep, listening to my white noise machine failing to counter my neighbor’s sexual exploits ..."

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