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Poem: Dove and Man

By: Dr Neeraja M A dove is a dove with no colours can only fly till roof bars can only breed with the pre-scaned economy but still the world call it a piece of peace and the dove never knw! A…

Story: Everything Goes in Rows

By: Andrew Hubbard When I was little I laid my peas In a row on my plate And my mother cried. I don’t know why, I wasn’t making a mess.   I laid the green beans Two side-by-side And then two…

Poem: Living over the Store

  By: Andrew Hubbard Well, it’s convenient, no commuting And cheap, our living space Is storage as far as the taxman knows.   We sell everything. You want gloves? We got ‘em. Lipstick, hairspray, tampons? Yup. University sweatshirts? Shovels? Pencils? Flower…

Poem: Dancer

By: Andrew Hubbard The drinks came And I asked the predictable question. “I kind of like it,” she said “It keeps me fit And the money’s not bad.” She blew smoke thoughtfully And fidgeted with an ashtray. “My twin sister has…

Three Poems about Emily by

By: Darren C. Demaree 1.EMILY AS WAVES, WAVES I got these bruises just holding on to Emily as she opened herself up to the full moon   2. EMILY AS THE LAST PRAYER I got fizzy water out of a…

Poem: Avoiding Mirrors

By: E. Martin Pedersen My daydreams and nightmares have the same plot with different protagonists or the same people from my past life passed over on the other shore people (see above for their real names) showing up on my doorstep…

Poem: when they first saw them

By: Patrick Legay the sails flowed into the mouth bright and clean broad with the shimmer of the sun stealing from the soft blue surface call beauteous hard to believe the filth and dismay barreled below what is wonder to the…

Poem: In a vacant train

By: Sankara Olama-Yai  I found god in your eyes Where had he gone Do you remember that night when I hit my head on the roof of a vacant train Your laugh was a heavenly lullaby I let my head lie…