By: John Grey The town overlooked the natural harbor from a half-circle of land. It rose in tiers like the seats of a theater. Transients, tourists, occupied the motels and shabby rental homes along the beachfront. Spread out behind was a…
By: John Grey He plays a musical saw because it’s the easiest instrument to learn and he can sit it on his lap, rub a bow across the blade and, before you know it, out comes a plaintive ballad that, despite…
By: John Grey She raises her eyebrows at my entrance but doesn’t take her thumb out of her mouth. She’s adorned in a yellowed crumbling wedding dress. There’s something moving in her ratty gray hair. The air inside her house is…
By: Keith Welch bullets don’t change their minds know straight lines one-way trip no do-overs all. sales. final. point and shoot fixed focus everyone equal guilty or innocent? no judgements copper-clad security blanket night-light clip safety guaranteed all-in-one little lead…
By: Keith Welch I’m sure you were a lovely child apple of your mother’s eye a little boy who wouldn’t hurt a fly Where did this odd idea come from to dress your fellow man in flame? Did you sit in…
By: Rajat Mitra I believe that despite irreconcilable differences between the ideology of Islam and Hinduism, there is a truth that lurks and surfaces when these differences threaten us. As a psychologist who has worked with radicalized youth and perpetrators…
By: Linda M Crate dark and silent as night i remember the anxiety drawing between my legs & i i remember praying that you didn’t exist simply so i could breathe then there was all that blood wasn’t period blood…
By: Linda M Crate in the rain of tomorrows i won’t wait again for you—i will already know how this story ends—dying and regrowing is the most painful experience i’ve endured, and i do not seek to repeat it; so…
By: Linda M Crate when it’s all over all i have is me so i’m going to love myself better so no one else ever has to, and i don’t want to be forever alone; yet i don’t want to…
By: Linda M Crate i was born american, but i dream of wales; my grandmother is of complete welsh ancestry but i am the one that dreams of forests and green grows restless in these bones of cities and towns…