Poetry
By: Michael T. Smith Alcoholic I’m gonna need someone to hold me downsome fallen angel that will help me drown,a baptism for the killing spree.I’m getting clean, shaking my life off me. So I was going to meet my makerTo…
Poetry
By Alan Berger I had a dream last nightWas way deep in the sackThe heavens beheld a sightOn live T.V.Jesus Christ came backAnd who was the first personThat he wanted to see?It was none other than me We went for…
Poetry
By: Deekshita Athreya A fruitless day spent idling on the couch,was made endearing by a Cuckoo’s call on the porch.A single note that rang out pure and clear,Enchantingly beckoning its near and dear. Come on comrades! Let us rejoice,Sans pollution,…
Fiction
By: Kitty Chu There was salt on the counter until there wasn’t because it’d been laid neatly, heavily packed on raw cut fresh flesh to clot the blood that had been spilling from my arm, eyes, and ears bursting with…
Fiction
By: Dave Bachmann “Twain! Twain!” Miles pounded across the kitchen, a stampede of one, onto the balcony, gleefully crying, “Twain is coming!” I followed closely, similarly excited by the prospect of the California Coaster about to roar by…
Poetry
By: Vaishnavi Singh FORBIDDEN CHILD Infants smiling at the vacant corners, eating and sleeping.Young boys feeling the death of an action figure, crying and being clingy.Girls draping dupattas on frocks, swirling freely and breaking their mother’s lipsticks.Infants grew into teenagers;Reading…
Poetry
By: M.F. Nagel I am the color human Color me BlackColor me WhiteColor me Brown I am the color human Color me compassionColor me truthColor me justice Color me quiet voicesQuiet no more I amThe color human ### m.f. nagel…
Poetry
By: Kimberth Obeso Adam and Eve Gentle lips bark my neckStalwart loin hugs me tightTongue over my chestApples on the face I sing the song of the bodyFeel its rhythmFeel its lyricsI am the bee who clings to the blossomSip…
Poetry
By: Daniel Clark green shuttles, stolen glances bottles smashed intowalls where kneessmashed into headsmessages daubedin delible light –she shan’t be longthere’s a queuefor the ladies –I’ve never smiledfor fear of losing facebut as the glasscuts through my cheekas bone snaps…