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Poem: Oceans and rivers

By: Neelam Singh Fiji Delimited by the ocean, in its immense vastness Copious to acquire Value laden oceans and rivers Unravel its treasures and re‐live its pleasures Oceans and rivers, a link to our ancestry The basis of our identity The…

Poem: thief of flame

By: Linda M Crate i watched the flames devour the candle wick seemingly impressed with themselves though they had conquered nothing only dulled the sparkle of the candle, and you are much the same putting the light in the candles…

Poem: popularity contest

By: Linda M Crate in high school i always wanted to be one of the cool kids fit in with the popular ones and be part of the coolest cliques, and i wanted so badly to be anyone but me;…

Poem: From your slumber you must wake

By: Linda M. Crate we once went through the dark ages must we repeat history? it was foolish enough to have gone there once let alone attempt to go there multiple times, and i can’t understand why people care about…

Story: Saint Peter’s Prescience

By: DC Foster The azure radiance had no end – just a global horizon where the sky curled around the planet and out of sight. A range of mountainous clouds navigated the blue above, leaving smoky trails in their wakes….

Story: Mounted Stentor

By: Prosenjit Dey Chaudhury On at least one Sunday of each month, a house up the street used to hold a lot of attraction for a number of people. On that side of the street ran a slow, thick stream with…

Story: Pandemonium

By: Ruth Z. Deming The phone, which lay beside her in bed, began to ring. “Gerry, I can’t talk now,” she said, “I’m in the middle of a movie. Call you later?” She was watching a rental of “A Night…

Story: The Girl With The Cracked Face

By: Kakoli Mukherjee  Rains in Hyderabad are like board exams. Before you can realise what’s happening, it’s all over you. You are left with no choice but deal with it stoically, cursing yourself for not being better prepared. I remember getting…