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We read the news by Indira Chandrasekhar (India)

We read the news, how are you, we are so concerned, we send our love, know that we care, we hope you were not affected, hope you’re ok.

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Planck’s Constant by Niran Okewole (Nigeria)

They heard loud banging at the door. There was terror in Gbonju’s eyes.

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Storytelling by Michele Koh (USA/S’pore)

One day, she stopped me and asked me to listen to her tale. At first I was frightened by her appearance, but I was also curious to learn how she ended up looking like that. So I sat down and listened.

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Monsoon by Monideepa Sahu (India)

My stop comes and I join the crowd cascading out of the bus. My wallet falls, spewing coins into the mud.

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One night in Nana by Susan Loone (Thailand)

Creamy, foamy, and steamy, with a flirtatious sprinkle of cinnamon and vanilla, the mug of latte, with a signature that says ‘coffee break’, in front of me is begging to be sipped.

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Pipi and Puddypup by Nanny Eliana (S’pore)

I laughed, although it was not the swelling chortle, but one that gave way to a wan smile.

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Horror: Malikmata by Joseph Nacino (Philippines)

“Are… are we safe now?” Robin asks, gazing at the door.

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The Other Luck – Joseph Hoye (New Zealand)

The window fell from its frame while being cleaned. Mavis teetered for a second or two before slowly toppling forwards toward free space and a ten floor fall.

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The Rats by Zafar Anjum (India)

It was like any other weekday morning, grubby and dull.

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Just a little past 5 p.m. by Richard Lord (USA)

by Richard Lord
Snickers were coming down like heavy rain, from there at the other end of the corridor. He did not like it, not one bit. He had always hated snickers, going way back into the shallow end of primary school. There was something especially mean about them: he felt they were tiny growls or [...]