By Ian Fletcher She wakes with a slight hangoverbut nothing that the first fat jointof the day won’t promptly dispelher self-abused body long inured todaily doses of dope and booze.She looks at the peeling wallpaperand at the nicotine-stained ceilingcontemplating another…
By: Keith Moul Insentient Drift After Sunday teachings, children sing paens to Jesus.At other times children sing of soldiers in death gripserving in armies of the Lord. Or they listen aroundand create new lore: The Bee Gees are staying alive,but…
By Gaither Stewart 1. “You know, you have the best hands in the world,” Matthew said, nuzzling her enticing bare shoulder lifting and moving rhythmically up and down, up and down, as she stroked the romantic high keys…
By: R.E. Hengsterman Animals howl, humans cry out in pain or hunger. But because of the uniqueness of the boy’s condition, he offered neither. Instead, it was his heart that triggered the high-pitched alarm and the lurid red light that…
By: Hira Lal A bicycle rider going to uncertainDestination,Whereas, too long distanceCovered,Rather fatigue falls on his acrossBody,However, going on, goingOn,By coincidence a butterfly came toWay,What by untold flying ahead ofRider,Since, encourage to his approach toDestination,Carrying on to Destination, carryingOn,That correspondingly…
By: Eli Solver The Difference I am a fox in wolf’s clothing pretendingto stare sheepishly aheadwhile my mind seeps out of my earsand into the sound wavescurling around my feet like fog.I am not presentin a moment of haves and…
By: B. A. Varghese When the crystal glassware fell out of Mr. Swede’s hand, it became a secret omen that things would not go well from here on out. All of time seemed to slow down to a crawl, and…
By: Michael T. Smith Alcoholic I’m gonna need someone to hold me downsome fallen angel that will help me drown,a baptism for the killing spree.I’m getting clean, shaking my life off me. So I was going to meet my makerTo…
By Alan Berger I had a dream last nightWas way deep in the sackThe heavens beheld a sightOn live T.V.Jesus Christ came backAnd who was the first personThat he wanted to see?It was none other than me We went for…
By: Deekshita Athreya A fruitless day spent idling on the couch,was made endearing by a Cuckoo’s call on the porch.A single note that rang out pure and clear,Enchantingly beckoning its near and dear. Come on comrades! Let us rejoice,Sans pollution,…