By: Ramlal Agarwal Few novels are as intriguing as Camus’s The Stranger (1942). It intrigues the reader from the first line to the last. It is about a man who does not seem to belong to this world. Except for…
By John D. Coville “Wow, look at that,” Nick’s father said. “Never noticed it before.” The Long Island Press distribution office was in a dilapidated one-room brick building in the center of town. Each Saturday afternoon the delivery boys would…
By: Goutam Roy Shattered glasscan never be made whole again.The bygone dayscan never be reclaimed.Lost youthcan never be revived.No matter how fiercelywe struggle,we can never returnto what has gone forever.The vast tapestryof human existencehas reigned across the centuries,only to crumbleand…
By: James Aitchison There it is in Krakow, Poland,so innocuous, just another building,2 Pomorska Street,a hostel for students from Silesiauntil — 13 September 1939,the Gestapo moved in,and a conquered cityfeared the name “Pomorska”. I found out why — down a…
By: May Crain Time is a peculiarity, a dungeon, an acquaintance, its strange captivity at once generous and ungratefully distant. It passes through long winding roads, each road more altered than the last one. Will the following road be gravelly,…
By: KJ Hannah Greenberg Omnishambles Some situations involving poor judgment cause chaos. These sorts of disordersCan convey disastrous consequences such that even technocrats stay impotent;Ruling parties’ cones of vision are likely limited to less than acute angles. Also,Their buccal-style expressions…
By: Srinjaya Lahiri As I meander through the different vicissitudes of life, my mind absorbs them all.Sometimes as a philosopher, sometimes as a skeptic, or sometimes as a mere onlooker who is just too baffled by the ways of the…
By: Team Literary Yard (‘The Roar at Twilight’ is a poetry collection written by Mahathi (Mydavolu Venkata Satyanarayana)). The Roar at Twilight is an ambitious undertaking: a 108-sonnet retelling, in English, of the Puranic legend of Hiranyakashipu, his devout son…
By: Carl Papa Palmer Dad, are you on the website? No, I’m on the telephone with you, Son.I know that. Do you have the website up on your laptop?Oh. Yes. I think so. It says, ‘Verify your identity.’ Good! Click…
By: James Aitchison The 1940s saw the rise of a new genre in pulp fiction — noir. On movie screens, Warner Brothers brought black-and-white noir masterpieces to their fullest potential; think Humphrey Bogart in The Maltese Falcon. And while it might…