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Poem: The Wind and The Blue Shadow

By: Walter William Safar When you want to come home again Just follow the wind. “How shall I know Which wind travels to the street of my childhood?” Ask your life’s compatriot, the blue shadow, Which rushes in front of…

Poem: Me, The Wind, and The Old Shadow

By: Walter William Safar  Me and the eastern wind, surrounded by a wall of honorable antiquity, walk together influenced by our common destiny, and shadows hide across crosses, and drag along cemeteries like the quietest and saddest funeral procession. Next…

Story: A Nice Dinner

By: Vijay Johnson-Tanco My name is John Stature from a wealthy family of scientists. The statures have had a key role in providing a cure for the common cold, which mankind really had no need for. There is quite a lot…

Story: Ruby Red

By: Raymond Greiner   A vast forest spans Western North Carolina, one of the largest tracts of forested land east of the Mississippi River including Pisgah and Cherokee National Forests extending into Tennessee. In the hamlet of Clear Creek, adjacent to…

A crime novel: Compass Box Killer

‘Compass Box Killer: An Inspector Virkar Crime Thriller‘ is a new novel in crime thriller category set in the by-lanes of Mumbai. Written by Piyush Jha, the novel starts with a murder. One muggy afternoon, a senior police officer is…

Poem: A Cup of Tea

By: Kousik Adhikari With that knitted scarf In your hand, you seemed a pakka sahari babu, You sometime call, ‘Dukhia, bring me a cup of tea’, I know, you like the raw with bits of ginger, Churned those delicate taste out,…

Poem: And I Wrote it For You…Weep not

By: Ikwuagwu Osita Victor   In the beginning was the word, Now are these words-WEEP NOT.   Men know themselves when not ripe, And you come. And they deposit you in a bin. ….…..Weep not……….   Nations love war; War hate…