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Story: Foxfire

By: Raymond Greiner Ivaloo Johnson was 15years old living in a high hollow in the Virginia highlands, the only child of Arlie and Isabelle Johnson. Arlie and Isabelle homesteaded this land in 1805. Then both died in the winter of…

Story: Stand By Me

By: Akash Vikas Rumade Somewhere in 2024, Aditya took a sip from his tea and slurped in dismay. It might have been his tenth cup for that day. He rolled his tongue a bit inside as it could no longer…

Poem: Velvet benches

By: David Hutt velvet benches and heroin dreams, men with backpacks filled with life slung onto shoulders and walked though streets dragging beards and feet and clumping along with desperation down to the beach to watch the waves rushing up the…

Poem: As good as it gets

By: David Hutt For several nights I kissed her lobotomy eyes, kissed her pre-torn wrists, dissolved her anxieties in our imperfections. She asked me things like, is it possible to love two people? I said no, and darling, this is as…

Poem: breathing

By: April Mae M. Berza  to breathe the same air that you breathe I share a part of me, a portion of my existence to feel the pulse of the clock I must try to breathe not, the more I gather strength…

Poem: to forget you

By: April Mae M. Berza  to forget you is to write an elegy when the world rejoices in glee the bliss is an abyss to kiss the fears away to forget you is to tear off the ears of Van Gogh I…

Poem: the fall of sakuras

By: April Mae M. Berza  witnessing the fall of sakuras is waiting for love to go beyond love love is but a distance, from the tree, the flowers plunge into the abyss like my heart into yours the pink petals, one by…