By: Josephine Rudolf She was perfect, no she wasn’t. She was so far beyond that. She was the warm blanket on a rainy day, yet at the same time, if you were a plant, she would be the rain after…
By: Amrita Valan “Share equally amongst all five of you!”A praying mother’s dictumBefore even a glimpseOf the prize Arjun brought. When the stately matron turns,To her dismay she realises,She has made Arjun’s brideFair award of five brothers. But.Wait.She never said…
By: Chahra BELOUFA Today I knew who is best my shoulderTo tear pity and enfold no heart’s orderSince happiness substance I’m drinking it colder!Who is silly and grew on sensitiveness fonderOnly to feel and be never feltLike the Stonehenge of…
By: John Thomas Allen Onomatopoeia’s clinical thread: the pulse and click of doctor’s shoes, oath often a mere wishbone: And how can this be, but it…
By: Howie Good Garbled Voices Is it legal to walk around naked in your backyard? Only when someone has experienced it themselves can they truly judge. As the theory of reversibility states, the ice on ponds is never 100 percent…
By: Laura Stamps Rupert, Myrtle, Glory, Monkey, Puff, Bear, Pretzel, Snickers, and Lockeye. Can you believe it? These names. These dogs. The dogs that belong to the subscribers. Of this dog magazine. But who are these people? I mean, who…
By: Alan Berger Why not tell meAll about your troublesAnd I’ll tell youAll about mineThenWe could do somethingOr nothing About themSome other time Why not tell meWhat you have been throughAnd I’ll tell you How I got throughBut firstAnswer me…
By: Ruth Deming Doctor Foxhall, my primary care doctor, wrote his patients a generic letter suggesting we investigate a new health care plan called “Devoted Health Care.” I grabbed my “Everything Notebook” and dialed the 800 number. “Brandon” was the…
By: Cailey Tarriane I wrote and it made me happy,I smiled and it may be the truth. They’re my friends and they talked jovially,They’re laughing and I may join them unforced and for real.Everyone looked up at me, everyone felt…
By: Mayumi Yamamoto “Our heroes were poets, and poets were our heroes,”—Dr. Jose Dalisay Jr. My dear beloved Filipino poet, 1.Today is September 21, 2022. You told me thattoday, you attended a small eventcommemorating the 50th anniversary of martial law…