Disturb the Universe Magazine

When I dream of Paris, the sky is filled with expatriate desires. Desires that meld and flow like Dali landscapes across the horizon. I walk...

Philip Barnes looked upon his class fondly, for they were pure, untouched, and unmired by society. As he sat down, his focus was inherently ...

I keep thinking about the time in high school when you drew me a map of the city, I still have it somewhere. It was so easy to get lost in a...

at a certain point: a fulcrum – a life is lived and life then continues to be lived. -- DS Maolalai has been described by one editor as ...

The swimming lessons I never took taught me a healthy fear of water, which only quenched my distrust of the land further, forcing me to dive...

My nightmare-man comes SO LOUD; he comes often, bores me and collects my wrist cuts- oh he cuts, he cuts, HE CUTS Promises me I’m in the bla...

It was a rain swept afternoon, Where a sudden downpour creates a white noise, As if the programme you were engrossed in Has come to an abrup...