By: Bruce Levine Gary Campbell weighed his options. He could stay on the course he’d started at fourteen or now, at twenty-four, shift gears and go in another direction. The problem was, what else could he do?                 He was…

By James Aitchison He was born in Singapore to a Chinese father and British mother.  Not only was he the most successful Singaporean author of all time, but also the creator of a character whose uninterrupted success was one of…

By: James Aitchison Unthinking,unaware of his path,man makes choices,takes refuge in the transient,favours the fault lineover the rock.Every man has hismeasure of goodness.He is never lost.In the stillness of his soul,he can reclaim hispurpose and his gifts.The wheel spinsthe truth.

By: Bruce Levine “It’s still cold out,” she said as soon as she returned from walking their dog. “Time to have a talk with Mother Nature.”                 The calendar was nearing April, he agreed, and while the temperature was considered…

By: Kyle Joseph Omandac Ilustrisimo Weighted flight I was once a free birdGracefully swifting through spaceUnbothered by the whistling turbulenceA bird that morning delights breed But then, my life happenedThe weight of feathers doubledBody stuffed with tripled troubleAnd now, I…

By: Pawel Markiewicz Your lute became supernaturally amaranthine.Its melody belonged to marvel of realm full muses.The tender Gods love you – Orpheus and your musing charm.And your homeland – worshipped each your dreamy song and ballads. Soft birds and dazzling…

By Carl Papa Palmer Folks getting ready to go I’m sadI see my carrier I’m happyI go too good or not so gooddepends on where we’re goingPapa’s house or the vetwhen my door opens I’m happyPapa’s house good not the…

By: Paweł Markiewicz If you have autumn in your heart, blessed soul,the morning star foretells rain of memories here.Highlights and shadows – an ontological being.I’m curious about your paths, your ethical emotions.If the heart breaks the ice of memory,the heart…

By DJ Tyrer Confrontation A fluid momentTempers rising like the tideInhibitions like flood defencesCan only stall the inevitableA turn-the-the-cheek momentSlip away from the rageBiting your tongueEscape the confrontation Exhaustion ExhaustionCrashes like wavesUpon the shoreOf wakefulnessEncroachingUpon the waking mindOverwhelmingSubsumingWearing downAs the…

By: Tasmia Islam Aurin Fathoms of the Mind Splintered light—a glimmer, a ghost—flickering between reason and ruin. Echoes of laughter,fractured, hollow,carving tunnels in the marrow of thought. Desire—a hand reaching through fog, grasping shadows,mistaking them for home. Memory drifts—salt-stung, half-erased,names…