By: Mohammad Jashim Uddin Anwar Hossain is a prolific university teacher in business education. He has engaged in teaching more than fifty years in University of Dhaka and some other private universities. In his teaching period and administrative tenure, he…
By Karen Lee Stradford Dancing Machine We arrived at 11:00waitingto enter the club.The line is formingalong the brick wall.Everyone dressed in sparkles. Baron is wearing a plain white shirtwith blue jeans,carrying a duffel bag,lookingout of place. The doors open.We push…
By: Jim Bates Winter’s frigid songCold wind howling through bare treesWindswept melody. Clear cold winter nightDome of stars bright and immenseStarlight streaming bliss. Out comet huntingSaw instead a soft sunsetMagic in the sky. Winter afternoonSunlight hanging suspendedAlmost whispering.
By: Stephen Kingsnorth Tilth Where I am rooted, said the parched,is not well suited to my thirst.My bed is grit and not the tilththat lets me search and stretch in earth,drawing on moist and nurture’s wealth.I sunbathe in the light…
By: Josephine Rudolf When the little girl who barely had enough to surviveTurns into a grown woman with plenty of resourceBut still, she cannot thriveAnother trauma is here to unpack of course There was never much, yet enough to crowd…
By Joseph Hoft He backed into the driveway. The radio rambled on about vaccine holdbacks. He sighed, got out of the car, and walked to the front door. It was unlocked. That’s unusual. The lights are off, too. He walked…
By: Tom Ball There were many disruptions to normal life from the wars. I ended up cast out from my village and found myself in a primordial setting; it was just me and the girl in an orange grove….
By: Vanaja Malathy One step out…an expanse of snowas if some naughty kids tilted barrels of white paint from aboveall vegetation came under its coatblank silence everywherechirpy birds, light-footed squirrels, voracious caterpillars…gone busy celebrating elsewhere?life seemed dull and blank Yet…
By: James Dickman Call me the Pirate Queen. Call me a rebel. And rightly so. It’s my clan’s trust that I carry, dear. Is it not my duty to protect our ancestral lands, enforce fishing tariffs, and to seek prosperous…
By: Ethan Goffman A Novel So Great It Cannot Be Named Well over a century ago, a great novel was born. It had a powerful title, too powerful, at this point in history, to name. The title had been ordinary…