By: James Bates It had snowed overnight so driving the city streets was tricky. My old Honda Civic slid through a couple of stop signs before I made myself lighten up on the gas petal. Hard to do, though. I…
By: Suchismita Ghoshal ◾Being Pleasant- A Forever Myth◾ I don’t want to survive. I want to badly live.I want to live as pleasantly as a wide sky,that has no limit, and can express endlessly.My heart makes a thousand-volt wireto burn…
By Marcella S. Meeks In the early 1800’s, there lived a girl named Clementine Hunter. She lived with her family at the Melrose plantation located near Natchitoches, Louisiana. A plantation is a large farm where crops are grown,…
By: Alan Berger If you try real hardYou still can not see them in the airBut they are still thereIf you try real hardYou can not hear them right thereHeyI never saidIt is fair All the people and petsThat loved…
By: Jacob Yasha Soffer You have confusedAbandonment with freedomSelf involvement with self reflectionRight to medical care with right to be entertainedPolitics with sportsCivilians with costumersYou have confusedThe world with yourself Jacob Yasha Soffer was born in 1979 in the Bronx,…
By: Deogratias Kagali Thinking hit me to the coreNothing straight passes in.Trapped, in a ‘door-less’ roomRound and round, I keep goingHitting hard on its wallsBruising my body, head to toe. The only vision I see is abstractNon-tangible, non-sensible.My feet numb,…
By Douglas J. Lanzo Chess TacticsGambit, exchange, sacrifice,veiled subterfuge to entice,the relinquishment of position,in return for short-lived attrition;Conceiving multiple moves ahead,capricious impulse is put to bed,springing traps and double attacks,halting pawn storms in their tracks;Developing pieces with precision,foreseeing weaknesses with…
By Mike Hickman I can remember the plastic and polish and warm dust smell of the Radio Rentals VCR. Betamax. Piano keys. A spring-loaded eject mechanism that would have your arm off if you weren’t careful. It existed for the…
By: Nwanne Ifeanyi 25th December. 11:03pm Hung to my back, I carried her as i ran through the street of Thomas. “Don’t give up on me, please don’t” I begged Maggie, though she was unconscious, I still felt she could…
By Stephen Kingsnorth Dementia Rhyme and Reason But is there clearer path, amazed,a way out, exodus release,to paddle, flooded verse averse,these streams concurrent, tidal flux,when ripping yarns tear from the coast,another Minotaur from deep,Leviathan, behemoth,a Babel in Marianas Trench,pretender to…