
Mezcal
by Ximena Arreola Batiz
Rain on an Oaxaca courtyard, two clay cups, orange and worm salt, and a woman who explains, very slowly, how mezcal is meant to be kissed.
Nov 1, 2026Writings for adult readers (18+). Some pieces are fiction, some are personal. Enter only if you are 18 or older and legally permitted.
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by Ximena Arreola Batiz
Rain on an Oaxaca courtyard, two clay cups, orange and worm salt, and a woman who explains, very slowly, how mezcal is meant to be kissed.
Nov 1, 2026
by Seo Ga-on
A business trip to Busan, two colleagues, a typhoon warning, and the thirty steps of hotel corridor between his door and hers.
Nov 1, 2026
by Carmina Dimaculangan-Reyes
Signal number three over Manila, the power out, one candle, and two people who had agreed to stay just friends.
Oct 30, 2026
by Pahi Saikia Dowerah
Dawn in an Assam tea garden in spring, two leaves and a bud, and a hand that keeps reaching for the same bush as hers.
Oct 28, 2026
by Ludovica Cernigoi
In Trieste the bora blows the curtains in, and a woman takes off the day one thing at a time while someone she loves watches from the bed.
Oct 27, 2026
by Delphine Mabry-Toussaint
A New Orleans balcony, a slow brass band two streets over, and a long, admiring catalogue of one person's mouth.
Oct 26, 2026
by Aoife Kinsella-Dunne
A Galway pub at closing time, a lipstick mark on a pint glass, and a woman who has decided she is finished being polite.
Oct 25, 2026
by Ramzan
The rare momentsOf love,The fastened breathBecause of lip-lock.The thunder inside the heartMade it difficult to concentrate. This was not a passive halt—I…
Aug 21, 2026