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Poetry

By: Shruti Mishra The Age of Experience I stepped in utter innocenceThere I stumbled with mere arroganceI sighed at my presenceI was unaware of reverence I learned these peculiarities with experienceI gained this knowledge of enhancementWorld has become disillusioned of…

Poetry

By: Victor Azubike Drag racing- rapid accelerationThe orbit spinsAnd spiralsOn the cartwheels. Effervescence:MassAnd moleculeProportionately in motion. Flashbacks – flashforwardsNimble fingeredEyes on the dashboardEars on the ground for sound- Hapless drunken staggerOn the interstateFated fate on Sunday eveningSurge back and swift…

Poetry

By: Stephen Kingsnorth The Repair Shop Reframe the past to present view,redeem the thread, death-broken skein,returning swans, the flock in flight,generations through nation’s life;some stranger kindness, rescued hope,surprised by grace, not just deserts,an image, how it was with love –or…

Poetry

By: Rohit Gupta It was his solitude, his ocean of tranquility;as if he wanted to get drowned in it everyday;fighting with the demons inside, and never letting go of them;became a constant companion like the eternal bond they shared;holding the…

Poetry

By: Karoline Wimmer Night and Vice When night breaksto all Christian viceslet me dance under the moonlightand feel the shame wash into me.As I scatter myself through pocketsof grass, in slums of ice inthe belly of the beast. The joyful…

EssayPoetry

By: Abdullah Usama Matthew Arnold, famous English poet and critic, had a peculiar perception that only the art of  poetry has the worthiness to sustain a culture or civilization through its beauty and truth as he asserts, ‘Poetry is the…

Fiction

By: Martin Groff             All of this wouldn’t have been so bad if Margaret hadn’t just found out about her father. Ten years he had cheated on her mother. Ten years their family had been nothing but a lie.            …

Fiction

By: Toney Dimos Georgina dropped him off at his place in the evening.  “There must be a party going on across the street,” she said, noticing all of the cars in front of Maria’s house  “Want to crash it?”            …

Fiction

By: Ruth Z Deming How delighted I was to learn that Eileen was moving in with her grown son after living with her husband Bill in Florida. Bill had died a lingering death of emphysema. When they had visited here…

EssayLiteraryArt

By: Ram Govardhan It’s inconceivable that Mona Lisa is Leonardo’s unfinished magnum opus, even after he took fourteen years to refine the elusive, enigmatic half smile. Yet, discontented with the outcome, he sought to improve upon it, even on his…