Author: VK Lynne

1st February 2015

Cups with Coriander: The Beans

Serial Short Story Hospital coffee is perhaps one of the most repugnant liquids ever concocted. It makes no endeavor to soothe the nerves of waiting families and friends; nor does it offer succor...

Poetry

BY VK Lynne

11th January 2015

Home?

Eyes stinging in the stale air around me I watch the sun rise below me A new world lies before me. Am I home? Exclamations I can’t understand Stranger’s faces in a foreign land...

Fiction

BY VK Lynne

4th January 2015

Cups with Coriander: Sip Two

Serial Story I waited for Ethan to collect himself. He ran a hand over his head, pushed his hair back and exhaled heavily. That look was unmistakable; there was only one person I...

Fiction

BY VK Lynne

28th December 2014

Short Story She stopped stirring her coffee and pointed her spoon at me. “Here’s how I see it. Cultural paradigms are the ‘one-size-fits-all’ garments of the global morality shop. Created by the median...

Poetry

BY VK Lynne

21st December 2014

An Inch

To you, it’s an inch. Just an inch in the air, a space that separates you from a desire. But for me- for me, it’s a cliff. A steep drop, into an unknown void,...

Fiction

BY VK Lynne

14th December 2014

Peace

He unfolded the letter and blinked hard. Her body lay supine before him, and as he stood beside it, he read the words quickly, then over again slowly as he sank down on the...

Fiction

BY VK Lynne

30th November 2014

Blood and Chocolate

I love the fall. I always felt, as a child, that with the new school year, fall brought a new beginning… A chance for things to be different. But they never were. I love...

Poetry

BY VK Lynne

23rd November 2014

Tug

Tug, tug, tug, tug, and the days Grow tighter around my lungs. When the air can’t reach them And my heart grows feebler Countdown ‘til relief comes. Tug, tug, tug, tug, in the night...