By: Kusum Choppra Through my bedroom window, I look down on a giant bedroom. It sleeps 23 odd scattered around, singles, doubles, triples and quartets. Dark nights offer no glimpse that I rush to catch at daylight. My eyes first…
By: Prashil Kumar The night wore a black shroud, gulping the last rays of light away. It manifested in itself, an eerie peacefulness which suctioned my spirit buried somewhere deep within me, over and over again. I moved closer to…
By: Stanford Chigaro The African night sky is a wonder. It is the main reason I came to wish to fly. It is the most beautiful art in the history of this world, alive with its raw energy, a song…
By: Michal Reiben The first time I hear about Carl ‘abducting’ his baby girl from his wife, I am shocked and voice my opinion, ‘You did a cruel and terrible thing,’ I say. In his defense, he says, ‘When I…
By Mary E. Myers Jen’s chaotic home was deep in the Rhode Island woodlands and near meadows belonging to electrical steel giants-their grey metal legs heaving high over our bent bodies as we manically collected blackberries before the sparrows raided…
By: Mary Bone The summer was long and hot. It seems like you could see steam coming up from the pavement. None of the neighborhood children wore shoes unless they were flip flops. We could step on a goat head…
By Ben Pyle Satan is a staggeringly good kisser. Not too much tongue. A light nibble on the lower lip. Way better than my ex-husband. My dead husband. Satan and I have been seeing each other for a little over…
By: Sharon Frame Gay “Normally, I don’t trust many people,” Liz said. “But I can tell you’re different.” She rested her head against the truck window and sighed. “Thank God you came along. I’d still be sitting on the side…
By: Lee Conrad The wood frame house, a century old, but in good shape, dominated the hilltop. Near it, a barn, in disuse for many years, struggled to keep from collapsing. A large white peace sign on the back side…
By: Stephen M. Fragale Back in the summer of 2003 I was travelling the mediterranean as I took a hiatus from my job working as a correspondent for the London Times. The war in Iraq was all anyone was talking…