By: Yasmin Hemmat I’m drowning in the ocean of sorrow Going down and down beneath the cold, dark water I feel the Piranhas’ razor teeth in my skin My flesh is being eaten My body is being torn apart But…
By: Mary Bone Beyond the cracked sidewalk, and the telephone pole with layers of flyers in a rainbow of colors, and the patch of brown grass there stood a ten foot high concrete block wall, caked with dozens of coats…
By Mark Kodama Le and his five friends launched the eighteen-foot bamboo fishing boat into the gentle white tipped surf of Cam Ranh Bay. It just was past midnight on the moonless night. The men moved quickly and silently against…
Written by Chinese Poet Yuan Hongri Translated by Yuanbing Zhang God is Ourselves after Waking up You can’t catch worldly everything as if you can’t retain the days. You can’t see the truth of all things as if you can’t…
By: Ana Vidosavljevic Lizzie, the Wind, was very fidgety waiting for the Clouds to appear. All of them were late. Mrs. Peterson was obviously angry and even though Lizzie was right on time as well as all the others, Birds,…
By The Birch Twins “A parade tomorrow to mark the end of the Falklands war will go ahead despite threats from the IRA, Mrs. Thatcher said today…” “Do you want this news on, Love? How were that tea?” “Nice, Val….
By: Courtney C. You were children once… You looked for magic in bottles and dreams you could touch… You waited for fairy tales to unfold, drinking them in as if they were water… You reached up, grasping at things you…
By: Anupama Mishra Life is what, I know not a search or a wandering loneliness or gathering dream is what I know not a fantasy or imagination a truth or a wonder success is what I know not the curse…
By: Amy Robles I am a blanket hugging you while you cry. I keep you warm, and tell you it’ll be alright. I sleep next to you and keep you in my arms from sunset to sunrise, providing comfort on…
By: Adriene Im Looking outside the eyes of my house, life just seemed too short and too bright. It was the sort of story swimming with glories I would find in books that line my shelves. I thought opening a…