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Fiction

By Ranjit Kulkarni Ten Thousand rupees for every boy she evaluated as her prospective groom was not bad. Six months back, Sanjana’s father had relented to this arrangement. It was a nice new source of income for her. She had…

Poetry

By: Marion Horton Today I come up here to think.The burn on my legs,As my muscles heave me up the steep slope,Keeps me earthed, focussed.It reminds me that whatever elseI am alive, tellurian. I bring my snags and doubts.Sometimes they…

Fiction

By: James Bates It had snowed overnight so driving the city streets was tricky. My old Honda Civic slid through a couple of stop signs before I made myself lighten up on the gas petal. Hard to do, though. I…

Poetry

By: Suchismita Ghoshal ◾Being Pleasant- A Forever Myth◾ I don’t want to survive. I want to badly live.I want to live as pleasantly as a wide sky,that has no limit, and can express endlessly.My heart makes a thousand-volt wireto burn…

Fiction

By Marcella S. Meeks      In the early 1800’s, there lived a girl named Clementine Hunter. She lived with her family at the Melrose plantation located near Natchitoches, Louisiana.      A plantation is a large farm where crops are grown,…

Poetry

By: Alan Berger If you try real hardYou still can not see them in the airBut they are still thereIf you try real hardYou can not hear them right thereHeyI never saidIt is fair All the people and petsThat loved…

Poetry

By: Jacob Yasha Soffer You have confusedAbandonment with freedomSelf involvement with self reflectionRight to medical care with right to be entertainedPolitics with sportsCivilians with costumersYou have confusedThe world with yourself Jacob Yasha Soffer was born in 1979 in the Bronx,…

Poetry

By: Deogratias Kagali Thinking hit me to the coreNothing straight passes in.Trapped, in a ‘door-less’ roomRound and round, I keep goingHitting hard on its wallsBruising my body, head to toe. The only vision I see is abstractNon-tangible, non-sensible.My feet numb,…

Poetry

By Douglas J. Lanzo Chess TacticsGambit, exchange, sacrifice,veiled subterfuge to entice,the relinquishment of position,in return for short-lived attrition;Conceiving multiple moves ahead,capricious impulse is put to bed,springing traps and double attacks,halting pawn storms in their tracks;Developing pieces with precision,foreseeing weaknesses with…

Fiction

By Mike Hickman I can remember the plastic and polish and warm dust smell of the Radio Rentals VCR. Betamax. Piano keys. A spring-loaded eject mechanism that would have your arm off if you weren’t careful. It existed for the…