By: Keith Manos The window was open just enough to let in the cool night air. The crisp rush of air held Kevin there by the glass, cooling his warm skin and enabling […]
Waiting
CleanMax Solar donates solar plant to Komaravolu Gram Panchayath
CleanMax Solar has donated a solar plant of 20 kWp to the Gram Panchayath of Komaravolu village in Andhra Pradesh. The plant was inaugurated on 10th October, 2018 by Mrs. Nara Bhuvaneswari, […]
‘The Fate of Our Forest Home’ and other poems by JD DeHart
By: JD DeHart The Fate of Our Forest Home No more battery to combat the incessant growth of nature, encroaching on the old home. At one time, little bare feet would have […]
‘Beautiful Funeral’ and other poems by Gavin Mndawe
By: Gavin Mndawe 1. Beautiful Funeral Atoms roam round a tomb stone It takes more than a fool to know That funerals are for fools alone It is said that he’s dead What […]
Dùn Èideann
By: Christian Bot Paper. Pen – or pencil, depending on what my tastes of the day dictate. A desk – amiably provided in the hotel room, middlebrow as it is. Now all […]
Another Ethel
By: Christian Bot If there is anything meaningful to gain in the obsessive fandom of an English costume drama, it is surely to be found in the scenes of Highclere Manor, and in […]
Reading Armistead Maupin as a Teenager in Rural Virginia
By: Jessica McCaughey BJ’s Books was the kind of dusty, well-stocked used bookstore you’d expect to find on a quaint city street, urban but with a clean sidewalk and trees. Perhaps the shop […]
On the beach
By: Alan Berger “I’m going to kill myself”, Rob said to himself. Rob stood by the subway tracks, waiting for the next train to send him to paradise, or Hell, or wherever […]
I love you despite everyone nose!
By Amirah Al Wassif I love you despite everyone nose! despite the traffic jam despite the audience blame and the chatter of my toes I love you and I mean what I […]
Far as the sky
By Amirah Al Wassif far as the sky close as a wish we all those sailors who never caught their fish far as the sky close as a wish we think of […]
