By: E. Martin Pedersen Confess to What? I enter my living roomgather my family aroundyou need to go away, I sayso I can be alone and strip downcover my skin with ice creamand waitspumoni swirl and rocky roaddrip lickthey obligeI…
By: April Mae M. Berza As a writer and reader, I’d like to advocate for the joys of reading. From 2015, I’ve been giving away books to individuals and institutions such as hospitals, local high schools, etc. It is an…
By: Tamara Raidt Austrian doctor my consultations usuallylast 7 minutes the doctor said I stopped.in the middle of a sentence. and we’re already at 11 she raised her eyes from the computer screen have you seen a therapist…
By Eric Burbridge The impact spun the vehicle and shattered glass followed his body against the door. Nick was ejected before the car flipped. He couldn’t feel his legs. His face was pushed against the curb. What happened, what…
By: Umar YB AERIAL BED How relaxedly you layIn the leafy treeAs its branches swayTo the zephyr free… How comfortable and cool,You lounge on the heightsThat you snore and droolAs in the calmest of nights… Now that you begin to…
By: Harvey Huddleston Joanne was such a conniver. Elliot didn’t know that at the time because like they say in the Bronx, “buttah” wouldn’t melt in her mouth. They’d just recently begun working together as legal assistants at a big…
By: Md. Saber -E- Montaha Darkness feeds on darkness. The bitter sedimenton the bottom of a pestered pastlike the perpetual penumbrasalways crawls giddily greedilyjust beneath the fathomless pool of pleasant possibilities. With a sudden fling,the engrossing bitterness rolls upwardin a…
By: Stephen Kingsnorth Hook When writing verse – it fills long hours –I like a hook to hang it on;it may be conversation heard,or observation of the herd,a picture with its questions posed,or challenge, teaser, crossword clues. The theme established,…
By: Zea Perez ‘Liway, grab the rope,’ Mang Nico encourages me. The elderly fellow points to the area. He secures his wife Aling Nita by tying her waist with a tie box hook up to him while they both hold…
By David Francis Bleecker A girl in the barsaid What are you aboutI said A kind of datebut it didn’t work out She said she’d been thereI said I thought I was the only oneI guess you can be alonebut…