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Terror

By: Chandra Shekhar Dubey The day I was born terror had struck the city covered with charred smokefoul smell of roasted flesh and forms.Newly wedded couples shrunk in armsnot in ecstasy of joy but fear of terror. Bathing old man…

Are you Angry

By: Hardeep Sabharwal The text is just floating in the phone,“Are you angry!”The phrase, ‘I know what you have felt’.Is more an irony and less an assumption,And the reply, ‘No’But I hate you as much as I love you,Is not…

Tempo Rubato

By: John Best Summer nights in Trestavere, Death andTime enjoy an espresso together.Why not? They can’t hurt each other. But thatnight, down one street twisted, now a secondstreet dank, then a third so narrow, in ahouse whose door is dark…

Locomotion

By: Victor Azubike Drag racing- rapid accelerationThe orbit spinsAnd spiralsOn the cartwheels. Effervescence:MassAnd moleculeProportionately in motion. Flashbacks – flashforwardsNimble fingeredEyes on the dashboardEars on the ground for sound- Hapless drunken staggerOn the interstateFated fate on Sunday eveningSurge back and swift…