“Me Bairden,” by Aratrika Ganguly
Me Bairden (My Baby) She saw the moon over the cliff and heard an infant’s cries coming from the...
Read MoreNov 4, 2019 | Arts and Literature, Fiction, Poetry | 0
Me Bairden (My Baby) She saw the moon over the cliff and heard an infant’s cries coming from the...
Read MoreSep 23, 2019 | Arts and Literature, Fiction, Short Story | 0
“That’s 16. Three in a row, 17, 18, 19, 20. George. Twenty! Someone took the trouble to...
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