Fiction
By: Raymond Greiner The Macintyre’s descended from Scottish wealth and immigrated to the United States. They acquired eight hundred acres of prime agricultural land in Alabama in the early nineteenth century and built a luxurious plantation house. Laborers were purchased…
Poetry
By: Mary Bone Mudlarker’s Jewel I was the mudlarker’s jewel,washed in from the sea.You put me on a pedestalfor all the world to see.Of all the trinkets you found,I didn’t have the glam and glitter,until you washed off the mud….
Poetry
By: Paweł Markiewicz We think of the fascinating charm.We fantasize about wizardry.We ponder on the amazing bard.We reflect on poetic beauty. We muse about astonishing moon.We dream of the surprising vessel.We philosophize about fair throne.We describe awesome Indian summer. We…
Poetry
By: Alexey Tarasov The dawn is stuck in baked milk.The patch of window is trembling slightly.A mosquito is motionless on the ceilingWith a seed of pomegranate in its belly. This is the way the new yesterday comesAnd crawls coldly under…
Poetry
By: KJ Hannah Greenberg Poems Poems are emotional doodles,Word friends whose presenceComforts, harangues, equallyEvokes tucked away feelings.Bits and bobs of sentiment,Those assemblages of motesArouse the best memories,Over and above the foulest. If only mere language couldReturn sunny moments, elseProvide time…
Poetry
By: J. B. Fite RALLY BROTHERS Rally, brothers, rally to meWhile there is sufficient time.In the morning’s soft light I seeThe gate and our goal sublime. Do not fear the final struggleNor think but our cause is true.With brave hearts…
Poetry
By: Linda Barrett Don’t cry for her,Argentina.She will be immortal.Her prose will warn manyOf what is already happeningIn our fragile world.Her body conquered cancerSo many times.While one young womanWas scythed by the Grim ReaperMuch too soon,Beatriz stayed on the earthLong…
Poetry
By: Mayumi Yamamoto The US hegemony began during the Second World War and peaked some thirty years later. 1.Life is strange.Sometimes, just a short encounter leads us somewhere we never expected. The Japanese surrender of the Second World War in…
Poetry
By: Mayumi Yamamoto 1.It was in 1987.I was a student of Jawaharlal Nehru University,under the scholarship of the Indian government. Being a student of anthropology,I was required to learn a local language, andget used to the local way of living….












