Short Stories

Womanhood

Irin Sarker February 14, 2026

Childhood: I hated being a woman from my childhood because I was not allowed to do things that I loved, such as going to the…

Tears of My Mother

Kazi Khadizatul Kubra February 14, 2026

I am seven years old, hiding under the bed with my hands tightly wrapped around…

The Great Pretender

Maliha Noor February 6, 2026

When Boishakhi’s feet hit the ground, the first thing she notices is how despite the…

Thank God for the Sons

Aysha Tehnan February 6, 2026

“If you’re going to bunk the class, we have to get out in 15 minutes,”…

Rotis

Ramisa Maliha February 6, 2026

At six in the morning, Kubra eased herself out of bed, careful not to disturb…

The Light He Gave Me

Tasmia Islam Aurin February 3, 2026

When Ridi was six, she learned that love could hurt. She learned it from the…

Back in the Old House

Sajal Hossain Dhaly February 3, 2026

I was raised in the old country, back in the old house where all my…

Autopilot

Maliha Khanam February 3, 2026

The alarm clock rang for the fourth time. A sleepy hand turned it off. With…

Where Do I Belong?

Muhtasim Sarowat Rayed December 28, 2024

Maya looked absent-mindedly around for her phone. The absence of the stream of thoughts droning…

Aritri’s Homecoming

Sajal Hossain Dhaly December 28, 2024

Overhead, the thunderclaps continued roaring as the clouds coalesced for another storm. The past few…

Aziel x Hayley

Feda Al Hossain December 28, 2024

I can’t stop looking at her. That’s why today will be the day that I…

Our Last Goodbye

Ashfaq Amin Srabon December 28, 2024

A soft breeze brushed through the serene fields of Nandigram as the late afternoon sun…

Micro Fiction

Everything We See and Everything We Don’t

Tuba Rahman December 29, 2024

“There is no such thing as ‘healing,’ you know this. You just grow this strange familiarity with your wounds, and they become a part of…

Say it with Flowers

Sabrina Fatma Ahmad December 29, 2024

You surprised me with a garland of jasmine on a rainy day, and said it…

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Womanhood

Childhood: I hated being a woman from my childhood because I was not allowed to do things that I...

Tears of My Mother

I am seven years old, hiding under the bed with my hands tightly wrapped around my ears, but like...

The Great Pretender

When Boishakhi’s feet hit the ground, the first thing she notices is how despite the overbearing...

Thank God for the Sons

“If you’re going to bunk the class, we have to get out in 15 minutes,” Lamisa says, poking Faiyaz’s...

Rotis

At six in the morning, Kubra eased herself out of bed, careful not to disturb the man sleeping...

The Light He Gave Me

When Ridi was six, she learned that love could hurt. She learned it from the sharp words that flew...

Back in the Old House

I was raised in the old country, back in the old house where all my siblings had grown up long...

Autopilot

The alarm clock rang for the fourth time. A sleepy hand turned it off. With sleep still reigning in...

Chandrabindu’s Tale

The woven ink on her hand is no longer woven Swirled to the ebony stains of kitchen. The turning of...

The Orchard

Blowing away the soot and cobwebs, Amala Flung the doors and windows open. She waited To stop the...

The Tale of A Woman

I was born as a lady, never an infant. Never a kid, or never a child. I was born as a woman.   A...

The Echo of Us

Once we danced through youthful days, Barefoot on the earth, beneath the sun’s rays, Carefree...

Treat Me Like a Woman

If you want me to be a woman, treat me like a woman. If you want me to be confined, give me privacy...

Their Labels, My March

They say “From broken seeds, a garden grows” But how broken do you have to be, to fight for the...

Sisters in the Shadows

Tashrif, my dear little sister, If I told you what I see coming, some night, In some ungodly hour...

The Anatomy of a Woman

I was born a woman, you see Clawing out of my mother's womb with an apology already on the edge of...

Promising Young Woman

Through a tempest swirl of glittery green, she arrives to their hate unheard; unseen But she makes...

The Weight of Her

They say it's easier to draw women But that's a load of bull Have you seen their intricacies within?...

Oh Moon, My Mother

The night has settled for a long time already, I have found refuge there, in the plight of the...

Pinch

My mother’s skin is so delicate that even the slightest pressure will leave a startling mark. Anemia...

My Mother’s Womanhood

On days like these where the rice is a tad bit undercooked for the palates, and the lentils in a...

I Brew My Blood to Keep You Warm

For instance, I went to Kashmir. Smelled the flowers. Watched my face scatter and gather itself in...

I am the Land, I am the Earth

I am the land, I am the Earth. Carved with soil, born from birth My river veins, my skin like tree...

Dragonfly

She moves in all six directions – wind-borne, unbroken, iridescent. A body of whispered rebellion...

Allies

Between my eyes, a zit Makes me a lady all the more Bright and sore Stood real and tall   A concave...

All is Full of Love

When god was moulding my clay, hardening me into shape of a girl He gave me a belly full of blood...

A Woman She is

It's a tune that flows A gentle drizzle that glows Like a soft sigh in the summer Like stars in...

The Vicissitude

It’s quite late; night lost the light Alone, by the tide, I sit low Holding my cards close to heart...

I discover

Your eyelids, like petals -are sacred, kiss-worthy You blink, and my world stops For a minute, then...

Do you see me, Seahorse?

Our fish-tank was square curtained with seafoam grass, When you swim beside me Leaving a trail of...
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