• This is How I Remember It

    “This is how I remember it, Bisi. This is how you left me: you pulled on your dress. You slipped on your shoes. You grabbed your bag. You picked up your phone. You walked out of the door.”

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  • Insomnia

    “The heavy honeybee got stuck in the space between the double windows. All I had to do was open the window a crack, but my head was filled with insomnia.” A short story by Anzhelina Polonskaya, ICORN writer-in-residence of City of Refuge Frankfurt.

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  • The Last Pill

    A short story from Nigerian writer Jude Dibia, current ICORN writer-in-residence of the Malmö City of Refuge in Sweden.

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