By: Tanzina Halim As I sit by you, I see clouds passing byRains dropping on the groundBirds flying in the distant sky every now and thenAnd the sound of vehicles and human voices soaring high.From time to time, the mobile…

By: Jim Brosnan Words Left on Scattered Pages I spend the nightreluctantly abandoningmy dreams. Whena pink swirled dawnarrives under scribbledclouds, my thoughtsintrude betweenmy lines of versewhile they hoverover a horizonof mature corn fields,while they hoverover a horizonof farmlandand wheat silos—scattered…

By Nick Patrick Hickman It’s Isaac who walks the three blocks to the grocery to buy the hamburger meat. This whole plan is his idea, anyway. Except when it comes time, it’s Harrison who will hold the meat. The bait….