By: Linda M. Crate nature proposed to me with a rose and i said yes for she smells sweeter than the lies you drink so heavily of her musk finer than cologne shuddering confessions of lust silk softer than the…
By: Linda M. Crate intimate dance beneath the sheets two tangoing hearts beating in sync the whole world paused forgotten as breaths beat with the ferocity of an angry rain lashing the windows — all that exists is you and…
By: Kailash Sundaram The new Student McMurphy stands looking a minute, his hair out long and beard real shaggy. His And 1 Basketball Shorts sag below his boxers, almost like he’s inviting girls to check out his ass. His faded…
By: Adesina Idris D. Yet another day. A day to right wrongs. A day not to wrong rights. A day to check the plugs The oil in the engine The fuel level The overall working combustions And not the external body!…
By: Adesina Idris D. The day was bright Such a day was good in sight! But a sound came with aplomb Deafening was it cos it was a bomb! Helter skelter we ran Searching for shelter that we can Find to…
By: Shailendra Chauhan Translated By: Balkrishna Kabra ‘Etesh’ I left behind Sorrows Adversities I adopted silence No talks I walked Behind them For sometime Who misled me Later I found myself In the other direction I bowed down To the red…
By: Shailendra Chauhan Translated by: Balkrishna Kabra ‘Etesh’ On the edge of time Withered is mind Lowered are Senses Cherished desire hangs Carefully like an arch Frigidity domineers Body and mind It’s hard To escape unarmed In this difficult time…
By: Michael C. Keith Nearly all the best people are dead! –– Punch “Hey, I ate a freaking jar of Pickled Snake Head Fish washed down by African Pee Cola, so you can do this,” declared Howie Clarkson. “Yeah,…
By: Kousik Adhikari In the colored morning of light Twenty insects hover Under the thick edge of green leaves In a wishful play, Like your coming after several storms Like you have to say something just now, It makes me conscious of…
Cara Andréa, I am staying on Rue Marcadet it could be said to be la belle quartier, it starts from Rue Caulaincourt like St Germaine and ends on Rue Clignancourt the veritable ghetto. I am typing from a Parisian brasserie…