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Poem: How?

By: Kousik Adhikari Shall I weep? Today? When the boat is burnt And I have burnt the boat. The sky was still bloodless like any woman after the first birth, The crimson moon appears to ravage the sky with heavy…

Poem: When Cloud is Rain

By: Kousik Adhikari Twisting clouds Hung over balcony, mother rushes Fetching clothes, now the chubby queen Shall surely cry, looking abortive As she cries. On a roof near my fingers Three females leaping Over harassing raindrops, While drops listen female…

Poem: The Outsider

By: Debleena Majumdar Home is just a breath away. Across the drenched park bench, Square meters of measured warmth, Lie hidden behind curtained windows. Dinners on the table, phones in hand, Long conversations, Shared Secrets, Warm glow of happiness, No room…

Poem: burning bridge

By: Linda M Crate some die young, but something tells me you’ll be an old pompous man with grandchildren a lecherous old man who’s hated by his own children; i wouldn’t be surprised but i don’t have time to worry…

Poem: finding my place

By: Linda M Crate just want to close my eyes open them let the sun swallow me in the gold of kindness and love remember me all the compassion the world wants forgotten, and to embark on dreams i didn’t…

Poem: red, white and blue

By: Reese Scott I got off the plane I looked out the window Then I saw them. They had signs. “Welcome home”. They had big smiles. They were happy. Expecting someone that is no longer here.

Story: Love

By: Sri Ram Mathan stumbled upon the ground, on the straight faultless street when Sadhana along with her friend Saritha, both dressed in lovely green and red color Sarees respectively , crossed by. ‘Would you stumble even on a perfect…

Story: The Weathermen

By: Michael McInnis “Look at weather this morning?” Ciaran said. “We’re fine here,” Nick said. “Doppler radar showed clear.” “Not down South.” “We’re not down South. We’re fine here. All day.” “That’s got to be hell on earth down there,”…