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Poem: You come….

By: Natana Vasuki Often I embed as a pollen grain Inside a pretty fragrant blossom You come as a bee and pick me up to show the varieties of life…. Often I lay as a smooth pebble Inside a placid river…

Poem: The Train

By: Priya Anand Past neon lit stations and empty platforms A union of metal, concrete and gravel It slithers through hinterlands waste and fertile At first barren and desolate, tracks lined by thorny sentinels Then lush verdant fields in green…

Story: Underneath the Arches

By: Gaither Stewart     “Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.” Oscar Wilde. The crowd had started yelling and hollering and clapping at the first notes from his…

Story: What Remains

By: Michael C. Keith                                   Reasons are not like garments, the worse for wearing.  –– Robert Devereux Knowing he was not long for this world, Philip Desmond decided to clean out his closet. He had not done so in…

Story: The Boy Who Loved to Dance

By: Adreyo Sen When I was a child, my relationship with my mother was often strained. I was five when she signed me up for lessons at the Maharashtra Lawn Tennis association. But I was scared of my coach, who…

Poem: let me be a king

By: Linda M Crate i want to open the eyes of egypt to kiss a pyramid awake and dance upon her sands, want to know the loneliness of the nile and to sing with canoes of the sky; and i…

Poem: i will never surrender

By: Linda M Crate you always try to silence me to cut off the fires of my stars until nothing remains but a broken shell of what i once was, but my will is stronger than you think i will…