By: JD DeHart Of course, there is probably no way to really prepare. A string can be tied around the finger only so many times. I could run one hundred images, scenarios through my mind. The script gets old, tattered,…
By: Arushi Singh Tell me the price Of college girl stereotypes And the blazing Hippy hopeful blonde eyes Spiirits of intoxicating Spirits with cigarettes Tipped on cracked glass Rum and gin With a dash of Hope and flying Dolphins In mother’s…
By: John Grey The bed beguiles even when not in action. Its very anticipation of bodies is an impression in itself. The blanket is turned down. The coil-springs of the mattress near-burst with latent energy. Even its very stillness is an…
By: John Grey Three high school sweethearts, one from my first workplace, two from my second, the redhead I met on my travels, the blonde I married and divorced, a couple of in-betweeners and then you – I have been…
By: Linda M Crate i’m a woman, but that doesn’t mean that i will be weak or docile succumbing to the will of those who are wicked; i am not inferior to any man more than well aware of my…
By: Linda M Crate i am not inferior nor superior to anyone all i wish to do is bloom every day into a more beautiful me, and i will never back down from the challenge of bettering myself; or from…
By: Linda M Crate a single dream can free one from the world, and i have millions and billions maybe even zillions; i am a dreamer who will set the world free from the nightmares give wings to those who…
By: Debasis Tripathy It feels so helpless and bad, I don’t know why! Something’s in me made me sad, And answers I seek from the sky. I am unquiet, full of doubts, Nothing seems certain, all uncalm, Lots of water…
By: Debasis Tripathy Summer smoking breeze shows no forgiveness, The dogs have since long refused to bark, They lie lifeless, drowsy with the heat Hoping to breathe, only when it’s little dark. Rivers, ponds and canals have run dry, barren…
By: Debasis Tripathy I wonder generally where my heart lies, Not sure why this feeling never dies. But when I enquire others about this confusion, They advise me to stop the inquisition. My instinct, in its own strange ways, Struggles…