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Poetry

By: James Aitchison When you accept yourpath and see the way,you will have peace.Strength is born ofpeace and trust.Those who cannotaccept, those who resist,so shall they bendlike trees in a great wind.Their road shall be harder,strewn with confusion.The balance of…

Archaeology/HistoryEssay

By James Aitchison Famed for her lithe, legendary beauty, she pioneered modern contemporary dance.  She performed across Europe, the United States and Russia.  Arguably, today she is remembered more for the macabre — some say absurd — manner of her…

Poetry

By Jim Bates Fireworks on the beachFireflies in the backyardOne of a kind night. Fireflies are outDancing throughout the eveningPure flickering joy. Late on a dark nightFireflies blink in the yardSuch magical light.

Poetry

By: Ryan Quinn Flanagan A Child’s Birthday Right of passage or loss of youth, you be the judge.Candles extinguished and cake portioned off.Wedged on paper plates to appease icing sugar mouths.Geometrical precisions for the gift bag army. To hear one’s…

Poetry

By: Sreeja Naskar love’s womb was never mine the first time love touched me,i bit my tongue until itbled.(red on red. no one noticed.) a piece of it in the gutter—fat raindrops swallowing it whole.slick with someone else’s goodbye. another…

Memoir

By: Torsaa Emmanuel Oryiman Why would life be so unfair to me? What have I done to deserve all this pain, abandonment, and hardship? Sometimes I sit alone, lost in the quiet hum of the night, questioning every breath I…

Poetry

By: Plamen V. The ink, a whispered, silent plea,To words that dance and soar with glee.A symphony of thoughts, untold,In stories spun, both brave and bold. From ancient scrolls, a whispered charm,To modern tales, a vibrant arm.The poet’s craft, a…

Fiction

By: Bruce Levine She walked blindly into the room as if she’d been there before, but she knew that she hadn’t. And yet there was a faint memory of an aroma that seemed to hover somewhere in the atmosphere and…

Poetry

By: Bruce Levine Upper East Side The Hamptons Aspen, Colorado The plastic people Follow each other Moving in herds Like cattle to the Slaughter Drifting Floating Shifting focus From one charity eventTo another Whatever’s trendy Whatever’s fashionable Whatever’s happ’ning Whatever’s…

Poetry

By: James Aitchison You only haveyourself to fear.For all manner ofthings which areset downare set down.All tasks have beenchosen and dispensed,each according to theday and the time,and the self andthe mind.Turmoil exists onlyon the fringes,and knowledge of yourtrue self will…