By: S.CS “I have heard that voice many a time when asleep and, what is strange, I understood more or less an order or an appeal in an unearthly tongue: day draws near, another one, do what you can.” –Czesław Miłosz…
By: Paul Beckman The women in his life were killing Murray. His wife and her two sisters all knew what was best for him: Stop stooping. Have that spot looked at. Drive carefully. Drive more carefully. Pay attention. Pay better attention….
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick Two mimes busy themselves; fabricating a view of the world Adults chuckle, children giggle Where the mimes go, people ensue One mime trapped, an invisible box concocts perplexity Hands perpetually moving Sides, top, bottom; no segment…
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick sometimes I cry…sometimes I cry because the pain is so intense…sometimes I cry because my leg won’t budge, not a single inch…sometimes I cry because the unknown is so uncertain…sometimes I cry because I am forgotten…sometimes…
By: Raymond Greiner Natural wonders stir awe in a display of harmonious balance in contrast to modern human civil composition. Ancient humanity was firmly attached to natural terrestrial arrangements in opposition to present day communal drift, as negative influences are profusely…
By: Lynn White It’s been a long walk with no sign of escape. A long walk and a deep walk. Every step I sink deeper. Deeper and deeper, as I tire and drag my feet as the white snow crystals give…
By: Lynn White Somehow the mirror has broken fragmenting my image, the image I have of myself, the one I like to project.. Was it the sunlight that cracked it, the exposure to brightness, an explosion of light. Or was it…
By: Balu George Interior – Mr Mathew’s house – Bangalore – Evening. The T.V is playing on mute. A cricket match is going on. A scrawny boy wearing spectacles is seated in front of the T.V. He is Arun, Mr…
By: Uduak Uwah I took away my own life Without the use of a knife From the lair of a roaring lion In the guise of a life companion I took away my own life From the cage of strife…
By: Uduak Uwah If after all the delicious meals you’ve served Your guests did not rise up to praise you If after all the immaculate laundry you’ve done Your clients did not come back to adore you If after all…