By: Melissa Oshiro Bushy eyebrows and sarcastic humor, Dad tells me to be mature. Then Mom barges in, her irrational mood swings, unpredictable. My sister tries to stay, but must return to a home that is not mine. I run to…
By: Melissa Oshiro Going to sleep is important, though you think you can stay up to watch the sunrise. Dinner should not be eaten at four in the morning, nor should it be your first meal. The night is not the…
By: Dev Bhatia “Nobody simply murders the Archduke of Austria, let alone some nineteen year old wishful assassin.” Scorned Salus. “Glory. Revolution. Freedom. Do these words mean nothing to you anymore? Years of planning and waiting for the right time, all…
By: Gaither Stewart Long before the Nibelungen mythology spread in Teutonic lands, legends and semi-legends abounded in the ancient and isolated lands south of the Alps, legends that say a lot about how these peninsular Italic peoples today think and…
By: Raymond Greiner Jim and Susan Marshall met in college and married shortly after graduation. Both earned meteorological science degrees and were offered an opportunity to work as a team for the US weather service. The first six months they were…
By: Nadia Rei Maglonso Relationships are by far the best and worst experience you’ll feel in your life. At one point you can feel on top on the world. On the other hand — you can feel the most gut wrenching…
By: Nadia Rei Maglonso Deny what is reality Block out words and hide from facts — The first wave of pain. I blamed you for leaving Resented you for my pain — I needed closure. Sometimes I regret Not having enough…
By: Mari Salarda Unpredictable— The water has its own mind Treacherous while calm My feet are dirtied black from the soil where green stalks grow and flourish It gives light and warmth Sometimes blue, red, or orange A tool, a weapon…
By: Zunayet Ahammed Life is not getting well Sometimes invisible darkness appears in front of it It then moans and groans out of pangs. No place to go for peace and harmony Things are not happening The way we are sending…
By: Zunayet Ahammed I saw her once in an enchanting journey She was a princess, a beauty to flood the dark room with “moonlight” like the murmuring sound of the Padma Many days back I lost. I don’t know whether she’s…