Poetry
By: Stella Chidinma Nnaji I should not havebut it is tiring, that day.The sun still shines just so,the sky’s still bluenothing wants to changeeveryone wants to tell meof that day I don’t like.Nothing will changeso I will change.I have put…
EssayLiterary criticism
By: Adam Wan Postmodernism—a cultural, philosophical, artistic, literary, and architectural movement that emerged in the latter half of the twentieth century, and twenty or so years into the twenty-first century, the movement has laid down the very foundation of contemporary…
Poetry
By: Jake Cosmos Aller Index 2021 Dawns 21 HaikuDear Republicans, What Is Wrong with You?The Revolution Next TimeZombie Ideas Do Not DieThere Is A Great Sense of Unrest ### Dawns 21 Haiku 2021DawnsPolitics are still uncertain.thousands still are dying. 2021DawnsThe…
Poetry
By: Dr. Roger G. Singer BACK ALLEY a single lineof open space,a passagebetween agingbrick wallsshadowed withmoments of sun,where liesand promisespause randomly,standing unsteadyin conversation,whispering likethieves,discussing secretsuntil choosingseparate pathsto unknowns ### CLEARLY he sits,sipping his teaon a porchbefore meadowsand mountainsfamiliar to hisvoice…
EssayLiterary criticism
By: Sultana Raza Forced to shelter indoors in 1818, the year without a summer, Mary Shelley brought one of the most famous monster to life at the Villa Diodati in Geneva. Little would she know that the spring and autumn…
Fiction
By Abraham Ajani Fear and hate are the only feelings Akam has for his dead father while he watches his bride’s father walk her down the aisle. Fear because his father always appears in his dreams like he always threatened….
Fiction
By: Shahbaz Khayambashi It was no different from any other day. She woke up once again, having no idea that, today, her life would end. *** Valerie awoke to a new day with the sound of her ringing cell phone….
Poetry
By: Paweł Markiewicz A dreamed ship has gone agroundat the most marvelous and dreamiest afterglow.The mast adverts to orientation ofa tender Morning star.Seafarers died at midnightfeeling the sea-like fantasy.The wind wrenched a canvas,such a Golden Fleece,to the piratical islands.The sea…












