By: Ruth Deming I had fallen asleep again in the living room on the small blue and white loveseat, my body contorted like a serpent. The television was blaring. Mr. Rogers was on. Yes! THE Mr. Fred Rogers. He…
By: Alan Berger Beyond the front doorOut the windowBetween our bloodAnd our poresAs we try to explore this and that and suchFor people like and un-like usLove is just another excuse to go nuts With at least one blind eyeAnd…
By: Todd Mercer In the 1970s we bought silly clothes and hideous furniture. Brady couches, puke green and burnt orange color palettes. The cool people went big for the ugly look, so with reservations, we opted for it too. Then…
By: Mohammad Jashim Uddin He confesses at the midnightWhen the earth sleeps to reduce burden of pains,But satan walks door to door to hinder. Satanic verses engulf himDue to emotion in pain with short temper.Hells laugh at as rage is…
By: Andrea Myinga One day, we shall all die but thatWill be the end for some and forOthers the beginning of restful rets This world is too big to be understoodWithin short length of lifetime, withChains of surprises around our…
By: Ugochukwu Anadị What we have is the sanctification and consecration of sex — you know that activity that brings together in a pronounced, sweet and sweetened sense (a sense which I sincerely think is euphoric) two or more bodies….
By: Ethan Goffman My poem is not in heaven, my poem is not in hell.Like scores of dozens of thousands of others,like the stars strewn across the cold night skyawaiting a dawn that may never come,My poem is in limbo….
By: Ranjit Kulkarni “No Papa, I didn’t lose the pen,” I cried in agony, as Papa slapped my open palm with the cane he had in his right hand. “This will teach you that you shouldn’t speak lies. If you…
By: Moulay Cherif CHEBIHI HASSANI I still remember, O my sweet companion,Of that chaste kiss on your innocent breast,Nourished by the emotion that love accompaniesIn the field of the passions of a budding feeling. You lent yourself to the game,…
By: Shilpa Girish That! Your sight of lust,Caused me twirl my head awaySwaying my reticenceAnd, when you clasped my face,Caressed my forehead,Then my eyes and cheeks,I wanted to stay in your embrace forever!But it’s then! I was cajoled,With warmth of…