Poetry
By: Dan Holt Doing What He Loved He alwayssat on the porchsmokingfilterless cigarettesall the way downuntil they burned his fingers He wouldtoss them in the yardand light another One daythe dry grasscaught fire He just sat therein his shortsand undershirtsmokingand…
Poetry
By: Paweł Markiewicz You hound are a starry night over fog,fallen in love with the Epiphany.The moon may be mine! Told the moony dog.With you tender garden – is so dreamy. Bewitchment of stars, your ability.Your hunting is dearer observation.A…
Fiction
By: Ken Kapp Once upon a time, pre-COVID-19 time, there was a clever fox, a vain crow, and a piece of cheese. And if you’re thinking that was a long time ago, you’d be correct. In fact, in those days…
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…












