By: Phil Temples “Harry, we’ve been dating now for—what? Four months? I don’t mean to sound pushy, but don’t you think it’s time that we take it to the next level?” “Huh?” “You know, don’t you want a soul mate?…
By: Cathy S. Ulrich Cowboy’s got murder on his mind. It swims round in there like a little fish. He’s been like that since birth, says his momma. Born that way. Looked up at me with those mean little eyes, and…
By: Malcolm Carvalho The wolf did not like the stars in the sky. He thought they were too bright. The monkeys put a crane on the moon, pulled the stars down to Earth and lit them in a bonfire. The next…
By: Malcolm Carvalho Yesterday, I picked up a stone, tore it into two, and gave you one half. You nurtured it, gave it wings, I taught mine to sing, somehow it also learnt to sting. Your stone sprouted a beak and…
By: Ananya S Guha what if how if why if in inner turmoil it lies in the ICU doctors are on indefinite strike. damn them. animals are now predating it. carcasses are ready. infinity, time bound. history is already dead. save…
By: Linda M Crate there is no fountain of time that can give us back our youth so it would be best for you if you could straighten your shoulders, and leave that behind us; i am not coming back…
By: Linda M Crate pumpkin scented autumn afternoons scattered in citrine, gold, scarlet, emerald, and rust fall has graced us with apples and beauty; you stand complaining of the coming winter always taking for granted these moments we cannot get…
By: Linda M Crate i’ve had enough of your savagery just like selfish, greedy men who would plunge this world to its death so you wish to utter death upon me and my dreams so i am your willing puppet,…
By: April Mae M. Berza Sometimes the truth is changing like the weather; We are not prepared if it would rain us with words or shine us with silence. There are days when a storm is a solace for it prepares…
By: April Mae M. Berza I was fishing for words on this sunny day to cook a poem and serve it hot for you, but it was in the stream of silence I have gone fishing. Still, hour after hour, I…