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Poem: She

By: Aneesha Roy The thirst for life runs amok, My hungry loins call forth That bloody pulsating thrust That fills through and bursts, Deep, deep inside where no stories lie, Just darkness and smoke and fog and obscurity, moist and…

Poem: Love happens intermittently

By: Ranjeet Sarpal Love happens intermittently sometimes sporadically , For instance , may be between response and reaction , while being with you or without you , between words and silence , by 8pm or by 11 am , On Sunday…

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The Split

By: William T. Hathaway Differences over Israel tear apart a Jewish marriage   From the Book RADICAL PEACE: People Refusing War Stan and Hannah Cooper are friends of mine from college days. Both are Jewish, but they have diametrically opposed…

Zee JLF 2014- Day 1 RoundUp

“I cancelled my trip to Agra to come here!” said an excited Australian festival-goer in the front row of the ZEE Jaipur Literature Festival this morning. Deep in discussion with the young man who had tipped him off, he said…

Story: The Eyes of the Sun

By: Brian Barbeito (For the electric light queen)   “Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun.” -Bruce Springsteen, Blinded By The Light   You are in the eyes of the sun. I saw that a…