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Month: May 2020

The Killing

By: Ken W. Simpson Widowed skies with empty eyesindecently occupiedby tabloid cultures of corruptionengulfed by tyrannywhere the future doesn’t beckonand the day is gone. America only pretends to be a democracy. The people are not free and equal. They are…

Corona

By: Ken W. Simpson An equivocation quiveringbeside a lonely line of transientscaught fleeing from Gatesand forced to wait to be injectedwhile trying to remain safeas recommended by specialistsand refuse to be poisonedby this deadly untested vaccine. American governments have had…

Our Experiments with Untruths

By: Ram Govardhan Much before Darwin’s unpaid voyages around the southern hemisphere, from the very dawn of ethical contemplation, lying has been a topic for serious reflection despite the fact that Homo sapiens had taken to lying as instinctively as…

I walk

By Chandra Shekhar Dubey What makes me to walkon the road leaving a world behind.?            A world that I made of my choice            Leaving my fragrant home            Old banyan tree , mango groves            and rippling crops on field            Where cattle…

Loyalty is the Priority

By: Nicole Lane “He can barely walk,” Angel whined to her mother, “we have to take him to get help at the vet.”             “We can’t afford to fix it, honey. We can barely afford your own hospital bills for…

Jouska

By: Katherine Wei I intertwine my fingers with the laces of today,as the irregularity of my heartbeatthumps to a seagull’s flight, flapping.If the forgone moments can rip me into clear-cut halves,torn between what ifs and no, that happened already,maybe then…