I find you in the peaceful dawn With the dandelions to your nose, Motionless in my lawn Except for the bees around you. The grass yields to your furry back And drapes over your eyes That glimmer like dew on chapel glass, Staring blankly at the sky. Perhaps you see vast fields to play Where all the puppies go one day When the dawn breaks and the light shines again On their bright eyes that never dim By Menangtei K. Thangkhiew Menangtei K. Thangkhiew is a poet from Nongkseh, 3

the taste of cold days Oranges, Kwai and Winter ...is a poem about the winter months in Shillong. It captures what it feels like to walk through the localities—breathing in the smells, listening to the sounds, and catching glimpses of the everyday drama unfolding in people’s kitchens. Children playing skoi, with rosy cheeks that smell of Boroline and scraped knees. Mothers, all wrapped up in their tapmohkhlieh and jaiñkyrshah , shouting at them for not wearing their sweater

...is a poem by Zofia E. D. Phanbuh, a 19-year-old currently residing in Shillong. She is a NEET aspirant, future doctor, and writer. She aspires to be Jesus’ instrument, directing all her delights to Him. Furthermore, she enjoys writing, reading, and listening to music! I adore books because you can feel whatever, however you can view any perspective; you get to live as many lives as you want. In calm, you may seek the despair of atrocities; in turmoil, you may taste tranqui

...is a play I wrote for a college competition recently, and it won 3rd place in the competition. It’s a script flip on the Pied Piper of Hamelin. The Pied Piper of Memelin Opening Narration Narrator: In this town, parents work hard to buy phones for their children. Children love screens more than people. Everyone loves... but no one connects. Until today... Scene 1: The Call to Action Mayor's office Mayor:   (Looking at photos of children playing, then out the window) I re