Poetry
By: James Bates Autumn EquinoxEarth aligning with the sunSunlight so precious. Burnished orange sumacFiery in day’s last lightWarming to the soul Bright harvest moonlightLunar magic raining downHelping dreams to grow.
Poetry
By: Kushal Poddar Monsoon Markets Metaphors On the monsoon mossy market wallsun lays down its merchandiseone by one. Already tired are its flesh.Clouds gossip about the imminent reclining.The shine stares me blind. I am here with mywife, a better bargainer…
Drama
By: Tom Ball Characters: Friedrich Nietzsche’s clone, who is a well-known philosopher, in his own right. The actor has a very large mustache like the original. A middle-aged man. Marilyn Monroe’s clone, a famous actress. She is a beautiful woman…
Poetry
By: P.C. Scheponik Beauty Sings in Silence Today, when my wife and I were driving home from the grocery store,the traffic stopped. The cars lined up quickly, bumper all but kissing bumper.Summer sun danced off windshields, and the heat from…
Books ReviewsLiterary criticism
By: Leah Kim Back in 1920’s, many people’s lives revolved around money and status. Despite the glory of achieving goals, a lot is also lost in response to the blindness while pursuing them. In The Great Gatsby by F. Fitzgerald,…
Fiction
By: Paweł Markiewicz One day, in the dreamy Middle Ages, three young friends lived in Moravia: a thinker, a poet and a dreamer. They loved every dawn. They have decided to visit Vienna, to buy jewelry there. They liked…
Archaeology/HistoryBlog
By: Woojin Juhn Prior to the invention of the Electronic Numerical Integrator and Computer (ENIAC), Charles Babbage’s engine could only execute calculations by physically changing the gears. However, in1945, when the US government succeeded in building the ENIAC, it replaced…
Fiction
By: John RC Potter “You’re in big trouble now!” I shouted out the upstairs bedroom window into the inky black night.At that precise moment when I was feeling very big about it all – telling, more than warning, my oldest…
Fiction
By: Josephine Rudolf “Why did you come?”, the demon asked with a sultry voice. “I, I” she stuttered. Her vision began to blur, as he stepped closer. “Ok, easier question what’s this?” he questioned, pointing to her right hand. “I……












