By: William Ogden Haynes The old couple sits on the front porch drinking coffee, waiting for the bad weather, wondering how many more storms they will be able to watch together. From the porch swing they can see the pampas grass…

By: William Ogden Haynes “In all, after the plans were pushed through the City Council, 193 acres were demolished, 30,000 people were displaced, bars, jazz clubs, and other businesses were pushed out, and 41 acres were claimed as additions to the…

By: Tamra Scott-Hunt I don’t want to hate you…. I want to dig deep and remember the times you were civil, pleasant, and safe. I don’t want to remember the hot, cold burn of your leather belt, your bulging temple veins,…

By Chris Fortunato A chill wind of unease descends upon people in their sixth decade. Small issues appear unexpectedly and diminish the joy of first love. Prescott knew he was guilty of criticizing Angela for little things such as spending…

By: Gaither Stewart As shown in the permissive attitude of Italians toward Fascism last century, also contemporary Italians perceive of a strong and charismatic leader as a shield against disorder and their inherent inclination toward anarchy. Someone to protect them against…

By: Prashil Kumar Bashir had never imagined losing his father. However, he chose losing him, for good. He could never imagine death upon his father. But he chose that too. Bashir was five when he figured that his father was unwell….

By: Philip Charter Aiden McNealy tried his key in the door for the third time. Sodding thing always jammed. At least he didn’t have to worry about waking anybody up. The teenage tossers downstairs had gone out, rather than DJing into…

By: Rajbir Johar He stretched, allowing his eyes to peer over the open window. The wind was strong as always. A blue and yellow kite in hand, he struggled onto the warm beach underneath him and threw the kite. The kite…

By: Kathleen Vo “Am I crazy?” I asked myself as I stepped out into the dark, rainy night, both arms pulled down by two heavy bags of food, face stinging as the wind pierced my skin. On this cold winter day,…

By: Hannah Yun She stomped into the quiet room, heels clicking against the ground with every step. There was no doubt that every eye was on her as she approached the young man reaching for a book on the shelf. He…