By Chinese Poet Hongri YuanTranslated by Yuanbing zhang Fragrant and Amaranthine for Thousands of Years One day I will come back from outer space by a red cloud and bring giant’s picture scroll. My lines of lightning songs will flutter…
By: Lee Conrad The wood frame house, a century old, but in good shape, dominated the hilltop. Near it, a barn, in disuse for many years, struggled to keep from collapsing. A large white peace sign on the back side…
By: Stephen M. Fragale Back in the summer of 2003 I was travelling the mediterranean as I took a hiatus from my job working as a correspondent for the London Times. The war in Iraq was all anyone was talking…
By: Madison Micucci Dear Spokane, . You wear Spring like a Bride . lilac perfume and cherry blossom rouge . a river veil tumbles eternally down the elegant slope of your back . as I draw nearer, chiffon mist grazes…
By: Mark Fitzpatrick STREET SCENE i. Overweight, cherub-faced, young man in a yellow Batman T-shirt shooed away by enough women so that he’d rather spend his hours curled up in a cave with computers, crusading against those who disdain love…
By: Peter Leslie Watson Les Misérables as a Blog Valjean made Cosette his ward as a favour to her dying mother, Fantine. But no good deed goes unpunished—as is evidenced by his blog! January 17th That bloody innkeeper, Thénardier, and…
By: Nell Cunningham There is a picture of us. It is September 14, 2002, our wedding day. I am thirty-seven and you are thirty. It is just after dinner, nearly time for us to leave the head table and take…
By: Emmanuel Stephen Ogboh green is green be it lush as the grazings of Nigeria dark as the envy in the bladders of our ‘leaders’ cool as the essence of grape plummy as fresh green apples or unripe as the…
By: Mukund Gnanadesikan It’s OK, officer. You seem like a nice young man. I’d like to think that I was once like you. Back away from me. Go back down those stairs, please. For your own sanity. You ask me…
By: Susana McArthur Memories of that last year at the University came flooding back as he sat on the hard bed. Closing his eyes, his mind re-lived that fateful last year and he admitted to himself that those had been…