By: Richard LeDue Middle Class Role Model Singing in the kitchenalong again.Hands have no choicebut to smell of dirty dishes.Five day old macaronimore stubbornthan I’ll ever be,while a bluetooth speaker(a Christmas gift)betrays my burden,overflowing garbage canproves my privilege,and the plastic…

By: Natasha Rogers Chapter 1 Every mother contains her daughter in herself and every daughter her mother.                                                                                                            Carl Jung             She had just been born but already her veins pulsed with the blood of her history – the blood and…

By: Francis Fernandes Grade IV Math Homework I’m trying to watch the hockey game,but my daughter the Roman numeral girl,impetuous, bold, but still in needof her own fan base, changes X’s, V’sand C’s and matchstick linesinto the more familiar single-digit…

By: Hardeep Sabharwal The text is just floating in the phone,“Are you angry!”The phrase, ‘I know what you have felt’.Is more an irony and less an assumption,And the reply, ‘No’But I hate you as much as I love you,Is not…

By: John Best Summer nights in Trestavere, Death andTime enjoy an espresso together.Why not? They can’t hurt each other. But thatnight, down one street twisted, now a secondstreet dank, then a third so narrow, in ahouse whose door is dark…

By: J. K. Durick Empty What happens in a tourist town when there are no tourist left.The restaurants and tour boats are empty or almost,there are a few locals and families to help keep upappearances, but empty is what empty…

By Robt. Emmett Doris and Bert were standing on my veranda when I awoke. I hadn’t seen either of them in nearly two decades. Why now, I wondered? “Are you going to ask us to sit?” Bert asked.  “Yeah, sure,”…

By: Linda Imbler The Most Beautiful Life The only thing needed to improve the world: To read and reread the book of love,to remember the most beautiful things we do,and how we do them in the most beautiful way. Our…

By: Shruti Mishra The Age of Experience I stepped in utter innocenceThere I stumbled with mere arroganceI sighed at my presenceI was unaware of reverence I learned these peculiarities with experienceI gained this knowledge of enhancementWorld has become disillusioned of…

By: Victor Azubike Drag racing- rapid accelerationThe orbit spinsAnd spiralsOn the cartwheels. Effervescence:MassAnd moleculeProportionately in motion. Flashbacks – flashforwardsNimble fingeredEyes on the dashboardEars on the ground for sound- Hapless drunken staggerOn the interstateFated fate on Sunday eveningSurge back and swift…