I Am: The circle of life

Niyati Pancholi / Sputnik PhotographyTree leaves. I am a sun. My surface is hot with searing flames. I cast my gaze in all directions, and it is a scorching stare, a fiery regard. I am a giver of life, yet…

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Do you like tapioca?

Niyati Pancholi / Sputnik PhotographyBubble tea. I’ve never been a fan, personally. Solids in my liquid? No thank you.   I groaned internally when the barista handed me my drink, tapioca and all. I’m too shy to tell them they got…

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Lady Day and the Dark Dame

Thando Bhebhe / Lead Infinitum Writer The story I’d been planning to write took me to the Republic of Fauxland, located just off the Eastern coasts of Canada and the United States. The country was a lot like its neighbors;…

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The labyrinth of life

Bachir Miloudi / Sputnik PhotographyHands in soil. Hands dug out from below the surface. Wiggling their way to the top.  Dig. Dig. Dig. The woman climbed out of her birthplace. Grown from the soils of the earth placed in the…

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My printer’s been acting up lately

Tusharika Tyagi / Infinitum Editor It was a gift from my older brother back when he was still with us. It’s an OK machine. It does everything that a printer should do. Lately, it’s just been acting a little weird.…

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The way I love you

Beatrice O’Connell / Infinitum Contributor What is love and how can we express such a complex emotion?  “The way I love you” focuses on the most intimate experience two people can share with one another: cooking a nice spaghetti dinner.…

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The dead don’t want to be held

Olga Steblyk / Sputnik Photography In the life of Angelique, nothing was worse than losing the love of her life. Amber was everything to her. In life or death, she would be Angelique’s most precious person.   Life isn’t meant to…

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Roses are Red, You are Dead

Thando Bhebhe / Lead Infinitum Writer What is morality, where do you draw the line and who’s stopping you from crossing it? I like to think that we all have a code, a nice little list of dos and don’ts,…

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Love as Lines of Code

Serena Anagbe / Photo EditorA colour wheel. As he was always meant to do, Carter thought about love.   This time, he was sitting in a dimly lit, warm café. Rain pattered against the windows, heavy enough that the claustrophobic street…

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Sour Oasis

Bachir Miloudi / Sputnik Photography  “I saw the ad on a newspaper.”  “A newspaper?”  “Yep, right in print during my morning coffee.”  “Huh, she really did it.”  “Yes, she did it, all for you!”  “How about you, why did you…

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Codependent

Serena Anagbe / Photo EditorTwo girls, one leaning on the other. As I wake up, I look to my left and see the sight of beauty I stroke her hair tenderly, and the look in her eyes softens For when she looks…

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New Year

Serena Anagbe / Photo EditorA person taking a picture of the sunrise. The sky is so blue, Filled with message of hope The beginning of me 

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The beginning of our magical journey!

Niyati Pancholi / Sputnik Photography Glitter and pompoms. A woman with long, silver hair walked towards him holding a globe with an eye in it. It was peering straight at the young man. The eye was dark and wouldn’t blink.…

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Eve’s Parable

Thando Bhebhe / Lead Infinitum Writer I  As Eve stared back at the computer, she saw the white spaces of the page, the world reflecting back, possibilities as infinite as the story she could tell, as the world she lived…

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A Miracle Before Christmas

Olga Steblyk / Sputnik Photography Thando Bhebhe / Lead Infinitum Writer Thando Bhebhe / Lead Infinitum Writer I  The Night Before Christmas  I don’t know what to feel anymore.I feel like I’ve felt everything.  That the feelings are so deepThat they’re…

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I Am Mine

Bachir Miloudi / Sputnik PhotographyA girl hugging herself. My body is in a constant fight just to stay afloat, but it does. It is mine.   “Eat vegan,” or “skip gluten,” they say, because it healed them. Their body isn’t mine.    A body…

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Begin Again

Serena Anagbe / Photo Editor I’m at the beginning, where later I will begin again. Every time I die, I will begin again. A guard wakes me, brings me in, shows me the statue in the room. Walk into the room, power goes…

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Family Visit

Karen Savoy / Sputnik Photography Koichi Domo Smith got off the train and looked around the empty station. The vast green emptiness he had witnessed wasn’t bad to look at. The air here was so crisp. It made sense since…

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Welcome to the Jungle

Contributed Photo / Unsplash The year was 1968, I remember those days of past, the bright yellow sun sizzling on my skin, the sound of the ocean battering on the beach, ahhhhh, good times.   “Don’t get lost now, stick to…

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Blood for blood

Serena Anagbe / Photo EditorA sunset by a house. There’s a story of a father.  A father and his sons  His sons ran to their friends.  Their friends told them what happened.  ‘’They beat us, they beat us up, they…

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Venom

Serena Anagbe / Photo Editor Death is our beginning,  Life is a ticking star  Fading away  Leading astray  Time won’t change for me Time won’t change for youPlease lead me to theStreet where we were two  One is enough for you One…

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Say It

Olga Steblyk / Sputnik PhotographyAn empty room. I loved them  From the time they said “hi” But they never loved me back  I thought it would be okay Cause eventually they would love me  See me  Hear me  But reality hits  I…

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Cup of Coffee

Serena Anagbe / Photo EditorA cup of coffee. You’ve been gone for too long  Left me listening to love songs  Wishing my heart wasn’t aching  Breaking  Slowly  Piece by piece  Wishing we were under the sheets  It was just yesterday  Laying together under the night sky  Believing we could…

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The Unknown

Serena Anagbe / Photo EditorTrees in a forest. My name is Erico and when I was 14, my doctor told me I had trouble with emotional regulation. I was given exercises and some mood stabilizers and eventually, I would say…

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Morningstar

Karen Savoy / Sputnik Photography It all started with darkness. This was a darkness that worsened with each heartbeat, one of clenched eyes that tightened in retreat only to discover more darkness. An invisible finger that writhed against sweating flesh,…

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I Am Become Death

Karen Savoy / Sputnik Photography There is a story I once heard, a story of a hero who stole fire from the Gods. He gifted the first flame to mankind, and the Gods watched as a spark of fire erupted…

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To my eternal, I’ll always answer

Karen Savoy / Sputnik Photography Flowers blooming. Haunted by that dream of tomorrow,  that nightmare of mortality,   of foolish hubris,  of realized delusion, of fiery hell burning upon the once green,   the once alive,  the once beautiful,  so beautiful and clean,  promising and pure.  Oh why,  why did…

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When it happens

Karen Savoy / Sputnik Photography You know how it feels when it finally happens? When everything just clicks, when all the pieces fall into place, the stars aligning, eyes glancing in lock as for that single second, you finally clutch…

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The fall begins

Karen Savoy / Sputnik Photography Trees. The trees have begun changing colour. As Hyuk looks to the sky, the sun beats a little softer now. The flowers turn to fruit and become the gifts of sweetness that fill our tastebuds…

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Astoria’s Story

Photo Contribution by Karen Savoy Moments after Astoria realizes what Octavia has done, they began to run up to people they once called friends. One by one, Astoria received the same reaction of confusion. The place Astoria once called home…

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