By: Parama Naik The Unending Road The feet suffer from sunburns, there’s an eruptionof the lava in the belly, it’s stretching out likethe radius of the sea after being swollen by themelting glaciers caused by global warminganytime the flesh, bone…
By: Pawel Markiewicz Introduction to the myth The myth has happened in darkness of forest,near the old druidic altar with the stone.It was foggy then, shrouded in last summer.Here a fawn was born at dawn and morn – no woe!…
By: Hend Hamed Ezzeldin I am bad, yes, I know.Not that bad,Though …Sometimes I’m acceptable.At times, I’m good ..But at others, I’m imperious,Intractable,My actions could spark conflagrations,And suddenlyPut them out.I am faith,But I’m also doubt.Deep inside-out; mayhem,It’s complicated.I’m calm.I’m dyspeptic.The…
By: Stephen Kingsnorth Calves It is as when the children leave,the focus of safe spaces shiftsfrom little ones on mothers’ milkto youths who know escaped abuse,now cannon fodder, range of guns,used weapons in power playing gangs.Momentum swings from playground placewhere…
By: William Ellis Could haveWould haveShould haveI was silenced.My vocal chords were slashed.My voice was kept in a jar for them to mock.I never consented to their little childish experiment.Who said it was ok to cage me like an insect…
By: Ethan Goffman The Many Reasons to Kill a Spider After hauling junk out of the shed one sickly sticky sweaty morning, separating it into trash and salvageable goods, scrubbing the filthiest corners, ending up coated in grease and dirt,…
By: Mike Zone the true riverdale Archie and Jughead were loversBetty and Veronica?He could never decide“because you really want toand resist the natureof needing to get theminto a three-way.”Mr. Weatherbee salivatedPimping bothArchie and Jugheadoutin draglookingjust likeBetty and Veronaalready pimped outon…
By: James Aitchison No man has the rightto limit the beingsaround him.In the same way,the man who seeks toframe the passage of historyfor his own advantagewill fail.Only the wheel is the arbiter,not man.All lives are lived withmeasures of good and…
By: Michael C. Seeger GLOW Today I felt gladthe sun rose onour quiet neighborhood.Hummingbirds camevisiting the feedersall filled with nectar,like the wordsyour lips heldand continue to holdfor me. Whatever painI was feelingwas not felt. Bending downin the yardto pull a…
By: Sheila Henry I am well, thank youYou asked meHow am I doingIn times when I could not find my wayYou rose beyond the cloudsAnd made yourself into the moonTo give light to my darkened pathYou opened your eyesAnd revealed…