These are my articles written over time. Please feel free to ask questions about any post.
Date: April 18, 2028 Location: Former UN Postal Annex, across from the Secretariat Building Status: Opening Ceremony The building had been empty for twelve years. They bought the building on a Tuesday with 19,427,814 separate donations averaging $11.42. The deed was signed by seven minors and one retired school-bus driver acting as trustee. The seller, […]
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Date: January 12–15, 2028 Location: First Avenue, United Nations Headquarters, New York The rooftop had changed something in the air. Not just inside the building. Outside too. For three days after the breath-vote, tourists, diplomats, cafeteria workers, exhausted interns, and journalists kept gathering on the plaza and sidewalks in front of the Secretariat tower. Something
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Return to Srinagar The Circle returned from Muzaffarabad under a sky the color of wet ash, their footsteps heavier, their silence deeper. The bridge was already behind them, but the river had followed — in Zohair’s rabab, in the children’s echoed refrain, in the weight of consent given freely. They did not speak of triumph.
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June 19, 2026 — Morning Mist at the Line The bridge wasn’t marked on most maps. It arched humbly across a narrow stretch of the Jhelum, not far from Uri — a pedestrian crossing long closed to the world but occasionally whispered about in quiet diplomacy. On the morning of June 19, the Circle stood
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Dawn thinned to a pale ribbon as the jeep climbed the road north. Poplars held the sky in long, spare strokes; the river kept pace below, a quiet companion. Sofia sat up front beside the driver, counting turns as if mapping a new pulse. In the back, Emil kept the ledger in his lap while
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The council chamber smelled faintly of paper and polish, its polished wood and high ceilings imposing in ways that pressed on Emil’s chest. At the long table, Councilor Reyes adjusted her glasses, a stack of documents at her side. Hargrove sat stiffly beside her, pen tapping like a gavel. Behind them, aides whispered, while Marco
The evening air settled softly over the farmhouse, cicadas humming in the distance as Emil sat at the kitchen table, ledger closed before him. The basil leaf tucked within its pages gave off the faintest trace of green, like memory preserved. He traced its edge absentmindedly, his thoughts still on Aisha’s seedling, the mural, and
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Interest arrived like birds finding a new field. A message from Crestview: Aisha here—we stopped another fight with the three-minute rule. Can we visit?Then from Westfield: Heard about your ledger. We’ve got art kids and welders who won’t share a room.A week later, a bus door hissed open and students stepped out—two from Crestview with
The Circle of Seeds Read More »
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The morning light filtered through the kitchen window, casting soft patterns across the table where Emil sat, the ledger closed beside him. The scent of fresh bread wafted from the oven, warm and steady, yet his thoughts churned, stirred by the Seed Carriers’ visit to Crestview and Grandfather’s words from the night before: “Diversity is
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It began with whispers. Not loud enough to be called bullying— Just enough to silence others. His name was Rayan. Sharp with words, quiet with power. He didn’t push or shout. He didn’t need to. “If you answer before me, I’ll tell the teacher you cheated.” “If you don’t give me your spot, I’ll make
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