By: Stephen Kingsnorth Kum Kum This Katra cell behind the police lineknows Yamuna’s confluence nearby,Uttar’s Sangam trinity,mythical togetherness of three,uneasy two in dim forgotten outskirt. Kum Kum with sick uncle encamp,roundel wagons ofbelievers Bible bodycircling hurricanes glowthen darker Hindu doubt….
By: Ilhem Issaoui On sanity as you age a bit of sanity as you age would do you good, they tellIt builds a house and a futureand gives some weight to your gossamery existenceI close my dooronly to wear her…
By Wayne F. Burke SPARTACUS “Panorama-vision” the big sell of themovies, back in the early 60’s, theornate theater (to my 12 year old eyes)in the neighboring townthe cushioned chairin the semi-darknessouch!hit in the head bya Juicy Fruit candythrown by a…
By Mark Kodama We were bound and broken,Surrounded by enemies.All hope seemed lost.When from the darknessA lone rider emerged,A knight in shining armor,A hero to save the people.Why can’t that be you?
By: Nancy Diamante Bonazzoli Skin-Touch of Love Ferocious night. We left him there;his inhalator gone silentas his heartbeat. We slam the car doors,surrender to grief. You turn the key.Windshield wipers echohis ghost-dance rhythms. Defroster on the fritz,our exhalations fog,dripping sheen….
By: Dr. J. Sheeba I heard my Foremother sayWe had freedom to eat… They said, women are kitchen spidersTheir world lies there.She was the monarch, decidingWhat nutriment could be cateredTo kings at home.“We have plenty, be silent at home.Wings are…
By: Ryan Quinn Flanagan If There is Skin in Your Soup, You Are Probably Eating it Wrong I am on a diet.I will not eat anything for 40 million and one days.My head will hurt, but that just means it’s…
By: Simon Perchik *Hot milk, half with butterfliesand the cup helps you thinkwhat happened happened clearly letting her blouse open so one breastcooled before the other though youare 5 going on 5½, tugging a blanket from far away as nap…
By: Preston Chan I say proudly… Another person couldn’t say it.Just … couldn’t say it.The disdained fear embodied her visible complexion —Fear that wasn’t there just two moments ago. “It’s a hearing aid,”I’ll always say,Like the sound of a neglected,…
By: Linda M Crate crows, waters, trees i have alwaysworked hard,learned the valueof it froma young age;disciplined and witha strong will power i wonder howsimilar or differentour lives wereshe who shared the same soul our names and livesare different,but we…