By: Miguel Gardel When I first moved to Queens I had to go get myself matriculated at the local high school, which was Novoton, in Elmhurst. It was late April and the school year had only May and June to…
Did you ever spend time thinking about the toughest languages of the world? Have you ever faced an instance where you had to communicate something to a speaker of the languages which are thought to be toughest in the world? I’ve encountered a…
By: Linda M Crate i remember her mismatched eyes disconcerted many, but they were beautiful in their own right; unique in a world that wishes us all to conform wish i had been brave enough to tell her that but…
By: Linda M Crate there is such a peace in falling rain such a music that no human voice can dance through me, and such a joy i’ve never felt when in the sunlit rivulets full of idle conversation; some…
By: Linda M Crate the rain falls brings me peace i couldn’t find in the sunshine of your golden locks or in the blue skies of your eyes because everything in you was an illusion you were the prince in…
By: Rajandeep Garg Woolgathering zephyr that burrows through the hard-baked kinks of wheat, enwraps my face with ambient caresses, entangles with my flippant tendrils somewhere lateral down the lob. Squatted shadows of its estranged gushes ambles o’er the tossing mustard, like…
By: Rajandeep Garg Absolute Sun and underneath its ordinance, graven are shadows. Akin wearisome palimpsests and dateless as, babels in a rotunda. Unlike the stars with a borrowed sunshine, and with their constancy of ever changing joy, cascades myriads of…
By: Rajandeep Garg A mess of withered leftovers of gooseberry amongst stalks of lavender sheen, a bed of leaves sepia and a penumbra of shadows dawn my backyard rough, but glowing amber with polka dots from light through mothy leaves. I…
By: William T. Hathaway What will it take to end this ghastly cycle of violence and bring lasting peace, not just end this current war but create a peaceful society in which humanity lives cooperatively and harmoniously? The socialist answer…
A nylon rope Looped in Eerie folds Lay close by A forlorn human Who intends To make A quick decision Between life and death After an ambiguous spat With fellow beings Who he wants to show But cannot see At the spur…