By: John Drudge The Quarter Their love was secure As he walked From the couch To the kitchen And when she looked up And smiled at him While she worked On a puzzle at the table He felt it He…
By: Lola Stansbury-Jones We see death when we see crows. And so the murder gathers, with the break of dawn’s light. I wake with the crows, little winged messengers with coats as black as spilt ink. With what news do…
By: Annapurani Vaidyanathan In the library this morning, when I was picking up the books I had dropped while standing in the queue. I thought I saw your hazel eyes look up for a tick from the pile of newspapers…
By: Barbara Ann Atwood Dinner at Wild Garlic Grill I no longer look like my mother, who died at thirty, skin as smooth as polished stone. Tonight at the bistro I reach for bread with my grandmother’s hand. In the…
By Alan Berger I’ve been trying to get the angle On her latest story She said she loved me once Then she made me sorry Now she is hanging a new one On her line But it’s this reporter’s opinion…
By Kusum Choppra The policewoman and the journalist Made a strange couple. She so glamorous He so stodgy, lugging Her bag and other paraphernalia. She of the large round face The ready smile, the obvious make up That glitzy sari!…
By: Jon Carter Split Detail one life moves forward and the other dies away, yes, there are two hearts now beating in my chest, constantly searching the sky for answers. feeling guilty over this potential future, sickened by my disrespect…
By: Chandra Shekhar Dubey When you come to me With gleams in eyes and loads of broken promises in heart across a corridor where silence reigns supreme and moans deep. I break into pieces , gathering the petals of memories…
By: Sophia Kelly I’d apologize in advance, but Game of Thrones is not my religion. Sundays have always been a little rough for me ever since my parents picked that day (and only that day) to argue about something I…
By: Cynthia Pitman I. The hand-stitched hem of my home-made dress is a little uneven. The seam of the right sleeve puckers. The back zipper buckles and the pattern in the cloth doesn’t match up. The bodice is too big,…