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Poem: Letting go of scars

By: Linda M Crate i hide in the hallows of words trying desperately to melt away the husks and shells and pieces of me that i don’t like to lovingly caress my virtue, and make excuses for the dirtiness painted…

Poem: A Fallen Saint

By: Linda M Crate his love was a mortuary slowly swallowing pieces of her until she could not find herself for him, and it seemed to happen overnight this metamorphosis; he the fallen angel and she the saint caught in…

Poem: My only light

By: Milt Montague the blinds are tightly shut to keep out the bright sun i burrow down into my chair for comfort a computer light the only illumination my mindscreen comes alive buzzing with ephemeral ideas one seems the most…

Poem: My new friend

By: Milt Montague as I left my home this morning I was greeted by a new friend exuding waves of love and warmth hundreds of tiny florets dressed in passionate pink made into a baseball sized flower each one sitting…

Poem: Difference demolished

By: Sunil Sharma In a fluid world away from this one of stricter boundaries float creatures otherwise denied and banished from the kingdom of the Homo sapiens, the ones evolved the varied specimens interact in a scene not possible real-time…

Story: The Blue Moon Hotel

By: emon.nc The water would recede, but the stench would linger on. A cold, damp, hopeless stench that Neharika hated so much. Every time the murky brown water rushed through the doors of blue moon hotel, Neharika would feel fretful….

Poem: Where is the rain?

By: Abhijeet Deshmukh The sun is obscured by a cloud The thunder you can hear aloud The clouds race to be the first To a mountain that will make them burst This joy of rain we have known for ages We’ve…