Author: VK Lynne

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My Horizon

Free Verse Poem   It is key to understanding this entrapment- this sentence within the fleshy jail of mortality- to realize that we cannot change the bars or the walls, or the height from...

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Cups with Coriander: Stirring

Serial Fiction   My stomach growled, pulling me out of my reverie. Even if I wasn’t going to the office, I couldn’t spend the whole day in bed. I pushed the covers off and...

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Out of Africa

Elephants often populate corners in such a way that the rooms’ other occupants aren’t even immediately aware of their presence. It’s only after some time has passed that the situation becomes clear. No, we...

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Cups with Coriander: Sugar

Serial Story   My eyes opened slowly, and I languidly turned my head to the bedside clock. 10:00 am??? I sprang up in my bed, panicked, when I remembered that I hadn’t set an...

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Cups with Coriander: The Grind

Serial Story   The first entry was dated only one year prior to our missed coffee date; I wondered if this was a new attempt at journaling, or if she simply had multiple volumes....

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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...

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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...

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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...