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Year: 2013

Poem: Yet Another Day

By: Adesina Idris D. Yet another day. A day to right wrongs. A day not to wrong rights. A day to check the plugs The oil in the engine The fuel level The overall working combustions And not the external body!…

Poem: The Victims

By: Adesina Idris D. The day was bright Such a day was good in sight! But a sound came with aplomb Deafening was it cos it was a bomb! Helter skelter we ran Searching for shelter that we can Find to…

Poem: Desire

By: Shailendra Chauhan Translated By: Balkrishna Kabra ‘Etesh’ I left behind Sorrows Adversities I adopted silence No talks I walked Behind them For sometime Who misled me Later I found myself In the other direction I bowed down To the red…

Poem: On the edge of time

  By: Shailendra Chauhan Translated by: Balkrishna Kabra ‘Etesh’ On the edge of time Withered is mind Lowered are Senses Cherished desire hangs Carefully like an arch Frigidity domineers Body and mind It’s hard To escape unarmed In this difficult time…

Story: Body Park

By: Michael C. Keith Nearly all the best people are dead!   –– Punch “Hey, I ate a freaking jar of Pickled Snake Head Fish washed down by African Pee Cola, so you can do this,” declared Howie Clarkson. “Yeah,…

Poem: In the Colored Morning of Light

By: Kousik Adhikari In the colored morning of light Twenty insects hover Under the thick edge of green leaves In a wishful play, Like your coming after several storms Like you have to say something just now, It makes me conscious of…

If the Sea Were Whisky

By Fayroze Lutta To you, Your surname means youthful, tender, smooth and in French pronounced souplé and all for me crémeuse. As you talk to a crowd you have an awkward stammer and stutter, slightly punctuating your speech .The way…