By: Linda M. Crate i am a train one day i’ll crash into monuments of myself that i won’t recognize; we are always evolving, always changing the more we resist the more […]
Poem: Evolution
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Poem: stranger danger
By: Linda M. Crate i was the girl that was too trusting i believed everything you had to say, and i didn’t conceive the thought you were just being charming to get […]
Poem: Never Again
By: Linda M. Crate you burned my dreams to ashes there was no need for such vicious carnage for a self-destruction that would take us both down in flames, and i do […]
Story: Saint-Tropez
By: Alan Swyer “On va te montrer un endroit extraordinaire,” my French girlfriend, Marie-Denise, said on an evening that, after many years, still feels like twenty minutes ago. We were young, carefree […]
Story: I really am who I don’t want to be
By: Reese Scott At night she would lie in bed and try not to think of eating. It wasn’t that she was hungry at least not for food. She would try her […]
Story: Never Get to Inverness
By: Gaither Stewart “In order to understand the world, one must turn away from it on occasion.” (Albert Camus) Via Nazionale. The taxi battles its way up the steep avenue in the […]
Story: The Stone House
By: JP Miller From the kitchen door of the stone house, one could see as far as the Red Hook ferry dock on St. Thomas. Down below the calm water and just […]
Poem: It Gets Real
By: J.L. Amos Creamy, purple-flowered porcelain. Circular. A tulled ballerina in toe shoes spins to brass polyphonics, mindless with a strawberry sneer. Bump it off the dresser with a searching elbow, rage […]
Poem: Sweet Love! Sweet Death!
By: Khemendra Kamal Kumar Oh, what queer sight my eyes to see, Two lovely doves, springing in glee, In gusty South Easterly, they grew with me, Gliding in the fair skies, far […]
Poem: VERVE
By: Mitch Green Sinners, saints – bone edged proficient damsels Rebirthed reunions relishing fortified foundations of burial worship. To sink, we embalm our bones, Hope – it’s not our home, Nostalgic principles of […]
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