By: Natalie Crick This dark thing that sleeps in me, It steals from me so I am left with nothing. I am blameless, Godiva. The murmurings are alive. Watching you dully from my bed I have taken the pill to kill….
By: Natalie Crick This month her depression began. He obsessed her. She tied her heart with ribbon like a present, Licking his fingers and kissing his feet. Words failed her. She breathed him in like a terrible secret, A childless woman…
By: Pooja Abhishek Shukla I close my eyes.. I hear nothing..beside… a faint murmur here… echoing like music in my ears.. swish of winds in the trees.. water gurgling down the cave.. rushing down somewhere.. to tell somebody..Look who is here..!…
By: Pooja Abhishek Shukla ..I maybe a figment of imagination… I maybe a shadow of the past… I maybe the evil turned inside out.. I maybe the truth worn out… I maybe the fierce will to live… I maybe a desperate…
By: Neil Leadbeater Black plays first. They want to wipe each other out or lock their opponent into a position from which they cannot move. The old still harbour ambition – if they could just acquire the agility of youth…
By: Neil Leadbeater Wasp-waisted with black and gold among the citron bracts the guêpes maçonnes of Surinam swarmed about our heads so that when we tried to sweep them off mob rule ensued. What good could come of it, this high-handed…
By: Pijush Kanti Deb It’s my limpid liking that she must lilt with me and express her like-mindedness to my lonesome world where I always linear to the old lines drawn sometimes with the essence of fragrant flowers and sometimes…
By: Pijush Kanti Deb So pointed my tongue is that I can’t catch it now which is on its way to its prescribed destination which lies somewhere in the grip of her nosegay but for someone else or in the…
By: Pijush Kanti Deb As unabated have been my falling From the sky Down and down To the land of hell So unstopped have been your flying from our land up and up to the sky of heaven. Though…
By: Hanoch Guy Among the things I forget is that the living go on, diminished every day by eighths, fleeing from survivors in leaps and bounds. Getting farther and farther away from fathers, mothers and the divine, who abandoned them. They…