By: Michael Summerleigh Somebody came through the door of the Rose & Crown and a slash of sunset snuck in with, knocked him blind for almost a minute, so he didn’t actually see her walking up to his table. The…

By: Debra N. Diener I have ridden on the Carousel of Happiness. I remember everything about it so clearly — —bright red/blue/green/gold/purple lights multiplying in number as they flashed off mirrors overhead and on every surface of the carousel, –…

By: Vandana Sharma As the night blankets the world,and stars sing a lullaby,insomnia’s heaven rises just right. The world is quiet,its silence- an elixir,for the hungry spirits,lost in the day – light. Night’s stillness,a refuge,for the countless thoughts,scattered away like…

By: Mubarak Said How I Will Visit My Ancestors a day will come,i may be seenon the mountain tops,like a hungry lionathirst for food.i will be there, not to hunt a game,but to see the thatched houses,down the hill.remember, if…

By: Padmini Krishnan “Sammy, our new housemaid is a guy.” I put my piano practice book down and looked at my 9-year old brother, Rex, trying to absorb what he said. “Are you kidding me? There are no male housemaids.”…

By: Evelyn Jin When I think of Terra, I think of how Mama used to tell me tales of the stars. I was just a child, maybe seven or eight, when she’d clutch me tight to her chest with one…

By: Dan Yonah Johnson July 1969, West Side of Columbus, Ohio In the field behind the school, Julian DeCroix was fixing to fly his model rocket. Other kids huddled around. The rocket was an alternative type. It didn’t have a…

By: R.T. Castleberry DISTANT IS THE MORNING Rain dries on a windy street.Heron skulks the horizon.Never trust a Capricorn’s worduntil you know how it falls to his favor.Leaves pile before me in skittering sweeps.Desert dust scrapescirrus crystals from the sky,drains…

By: Stephen Faulkner             When for some odd reason the subject of alleys come up in conversation the people I talk to immediately presuppose an urban setting. They never think in terms of a town or a village, only a…

By: Medha Godbole Singh Shruti scuttled about in the kitchen, giving finishing touches to the pasta salad and Matar Paneer. She garnished the Paneer with Coriander and added a dash of oregano to the salad. Cleaning the sides of the…