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Month: November 2015

Poem: Nobody Answers Us

By: Zunayet Ahammed Here we come for fame, for respect, for enjoyment, For amassing a huge amount of money, For belittling men helpless and hapless Not thinking about death. Here moneyed men care nothing Salute nothing Only want all in…

Poem: What He Is?

By: Pijush Kanti Deb Mr. Pikantid is not at all my friend but an eye-protruding wonder to me as he looks quite contented without owning a tail or horns. Maybe, he is blessed and bloomed by someone he worships and…

Story: Ban Me Thuot

By: William T. Hathaway The two American advisors and their Vietnamese and Montagnard paratroopers marched up the metal ramp into the back of a C-130. As Spec.-4 O’Keefe took a sling seat against the fuselage, he wished the plane had…

Poem: Gone Missing

By: Bejoy The warmth, the smile, the eyes that gently crinkle. The gaze, the haze, no words to mingle. He was there and so was I, Not visible to the sober eye. The blues, the yellows, the shades of innocence. The…

Story: Sole to Soul

By: Vanessa Cutts Saul sat on the steps looking at his feet. He had been looking at his feet for nearly ten minutes wiggling his toes occasionally. Yesterday his pet rabbit had died. They had taken Bobby Bunny to the…

Story: For Love of Maria Luisa

For love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave; the coals thereof are coals of fire, which have a most vehement flame. The Song of Solomon 8:6                    1. FATHER AND SON Lights from the…

Story: It’s the Gift That Counts

By: Michael C. Keith The best gift of all is money, because you don’t have to wrap it.    –– Curtis Blais Every time a Christmas commercial for Mercedes, Cadillac, or BMW came on television, it boggled Barry Sudbury’s mind to…

Poem: anything but flattering

By: Linda M Crate you tell me that you want things to change, but you remain the same; living out your live in the way you always have doing the same thing thinking that the results will be different is…