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By: Nadia Benjelloun Would you ever consider medicine to be anything short of being grounded in science? Health culture is a domain often tied to the medical field, and in return, the medical field is a shared element that is…

Fiction

By: Samuel Evans Ilsa crouched amid the clumps of fallen leaves, examining the beetle intently with narrowed eyes.  Her little brother— whose fascination with the beetle had worn off several minutes ago— stood next to her, waiting impatiently.  For the…

Fiction

By: Mary Rohrer-Dann From upstairs comes a sound she cannot understand. Because she cannot understand it, she cannot walk to the stairs and peer up the cobwebbed steps sagging under all that can never be said. She cannot call to…

Fiction

By Chitra Gopalakrishnan It is November, an odd time for rains, perhaps, yet it is when the north-east monsoon wavers over our region, sometimes generous but mostly not. I walk alone in the cool damp of midnight from the rim of…

Poetry

By: Ria Banerjee Last night I took an overdose of sleeping Pills. My muslin dreams were invaded by nightmares– naked apparitions swarmed like bees to suck my soul as my parched lips craved yours. I dreamt of dungeons and dragons;…

Poetry

By: Bamidele Aiyejina Like a billion frozen hellos awaiting the warm blanket of a hi, I’ve been kin to the foxtrot of silence, static, & the assaulting images of lapping currents. It is the carcass of dawn and the curious…

Poetry

By: RC deWinter sick day burning with feverburning with lustsweat dripssizzling on molten sheets ghost spiders crawl corridors of wet skinraising gooseflesh and memories of rusty lips dragged to the cul-de-sac where desire waits for the next bus to oblivion i…

Fiction

By: Dan O’Neill I suppose I should have realized from the beginning that the security business was empty,brutal,and despite it’s title ,very insecure.But,on the other hand people always referred to it as easy money and I was looking for a…

Fiction

By: Kim Farleigh Maria said: “In Europe, women can wear whatever they like.” Charles thought: Here we go again. The usual blind superiority. Will I ever escape from it? Blind superiority annoyed him. He wasn’t sure why. It just did….

Fiction

By: Michael Summerleigh No coverage, not even one bar, the battery was dead anyway.  It was still daytime, but there was an overcast and the sky had a perfectly even dullness, so there was no way to tell what time…