By: Richard LeDue Another Closed Door Midnight The darkness always returns,even if we bury ourselves under blanketswith a thread count we bragged aboutwhile no one listened, as memoriesof naked 1 AM (when […]

By: Bhabani Bhuyan Translated from the Odia by Pitambar Naik After Four Girls Committed Suicide By Taking Poison Not to collapse, learn how to live, woman whateveryou do, whether you sell pan […]

By: Alan Berger Been a bad dayLike the day beforeAnd the day before thatLet me sit in your living roomWith your cat on my lapSay something funnyYou know I love you like […]

By: Livio Farallo in theory on the flooris the smell of hardwoodwhich paints furnace air heavy as a swamp.the small countries of cold misti lay withhave set up snow fencesto contain flame,to […]

By: Mayumi Yamamoto Dear Mahmud, I have no idea where you have goneafter you passed away. You are a Muslim, andyou had never been religious before. Then, as you aged,you visited the […]

By: Mayumi Yamamoto “My favorite hymn.”This is the title I was given to write something aboutfor a quarterly magazineof our small Anglican church.But it felt very difficult to choose just one. I […]

By: K Vanaja Malathy My grandson with his self assembled and engineered drone,one noon, led me into the openness of a field.The drone is his self-built toy,Rubbing his sagacious nose, my little […]

By: Anna Cates *Odesan outskirtsfalling on disturbed soildry locust leaf*cold Aprilheavy on his shoulderair bomb*partisans fordthe swollen river—songbirds*red horizongiving sway to bluenight’s swathing peace*war orphanswhat their eyes absorbeach snowflake*the forest’s depththose who […]

By: Michael C. Seeger  The Kite I carry you running across a field of grass nestledon a spectacular Sierra Nevada Mountain ridgeline in August below Heavenly ski resort high abovethe vast and […]