The Verve of the Verandah, a vignette by journalism student Abeer Khan
All trees seem sincere, but this one was particularly solemn. The crevices in the bark of the timeworn trunk looked as though they would...
Silent Screams, a vignette by Chemistry student Heba Abed
I stood at the park’s entrance, my white soles glued into place. The crimson monkey bars caught my eyes first. It stood out harshly,...
Glass Flowers, a vignette by journalism student Sara Hameed
The greys of monotonous routine were no match for a buttery sky, striped with cirrus clouds, floating aimlessly in the autumn breeze. Heavy boots...
