By: Rehanul Hoque Provided you are my sweetheartBorrowing tints from aurora I will dye your silkWearing that silk, you will come to knowHow much of labor, exhaustion, decadence and miseryLurk beneath a thing of beauty. Provided you are my sweetheartYou…
By: K. A. Williams Here I am in a long line waitingfor my chance at some blindfold dating. This college party thing is weird – no doubt.But it should be fun to try it out. The girls and guys names…
By: Barry J. Vitcov Buzzy and Clara fell in love at the duck pond. Of course, like no other romance, it started with the willowy and vibrative sounds of a saw being played crudely by wannabe professional basketball player Buzzy…
By: Jules (my apologies, Williams) so much dependsupon a blue protectivecloak drenched with sweatand acrylic beside the pale whitebodies ### Jules, 23, is a literature student and instructor. He likes to read counter-intuitive and experimental poems. Some of his poems…
By: John McKernan I AM ALWAYS WAITING For a tiny splinterOf wood Long as this letter lThat weighs moreThan a baseball bat It will enter my skullAt a 90 degree angleAnd leave in two secondsI won’t even know it was…
By: Sushant Thapa Absence As I ask the eveningmy prayers to healI am like a moth circlingthe white bulb of never dying painSomeone will pass by andswitch the bulb off.Sometimes, the sunshinedoes not glow;I am left untouched by it.The moon…
Dr. Gulshan Ara (Dedicated to the Doctors, Nurses & the first Responders: The Heroes in the front line) It feels strange, our world looks like an alien planetBarren, seemingly lifelessHumans caged in home, doors shut tightStreets desolate, neighborhoods and playgrounds…
By: Sophene Avedissian In June of 1979, Clara Bedrossian, along with her husband and two daughters, left Iran during the Iranian Revolution. The Iranian Revolution was an uprising in Iran where the existing monarchy was overthrown and replaced by an…