By: Mark Williams Father I thank you for watching over me Day and night you bring love into my life Morning until sunlight you gave me Hope, strength of sight to see A […]
Poem: Father I Thank You
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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, […]
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 […]
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 […]
Poem: “Approved by the Comics Code Authority”
By: Gale Acuff Miss Hooker says I’m going to go to Hell if I don’t stop sinning but I don’t give a damn is what I told her although I really said darn […]
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. […]
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 […]
Non-Fiction: My Search For Another Man’s Old House
By: Brett Busang Columbus, Ohio is where my mother went to college for a few years; the painter George Bellows first noticed that he could draw the straight line that is said to […]
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. […]
Story: Savior
By: Chris Wilkensen They hit it off at a bar and went to her place after last call, partly thanks to the drinks. He came on her blouse, too excited to wait for […]
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