By: Ted Mc Carthy REVISITATIONS Tremor cordis. Remember how it wasat about twentytrying to decipher Latin tagsin the winter garden but nothing connecting,language resolute in keeping out;the soil too, locked and blank, leaves swept or ribboned,verges black and razored; everything…

By: James Bates The memories were flooding my mind,Waves crashing on the beach,Windswept sand blowing,The last light of day receding,Gulls calling along the shore,And Dad with his speed graphic camera,Taking photographs.I was barely aware of him.Instead, I looked out to…

By Drew Alexander Ross             “Tommy threw Dad’s wallet on the roof.”             These words revealed to my parents they had a liar-liar pants-on-fire rascal for a kid.             This happened during a family vacation when I was seven years…

By: Ria Banerjee The nucleus is unstable-each atom of my being breaks away,breaks apart, micron by micron-till it collapses.Memories travel light years-to steal a kiss,to touch, to feel-to wither away in thattouch and feel.We are separated by forceful erasures in…

By: Haiqi Zhou Neighbors who came across the old colonel lately, on one or several of his many saunters along the banks of the Suzhou river, often described him as drifting in some dreamy trance. Indeed, having devoted his youth…

By  Anita G. Gorman It was the fifteenth day of the plague. Well, not the plague exactly, but what was now being called the Hodie virus. Juliana was scared. Everyone was now inside. Spring was starting to show itself. Shoots…

By: Padmini Krishnan I can’t believe I just heard that. I pricked my ears and stopped near the lift. Yes, someone knocked on the door from inside my neighbor’s house. I paused for a minute in the corridor, unsure of…

Written by budding Indian author Mihir Ujjainwal, the novel provides a peek into the life of a soldier affiliated to Rashtriya Rifles through his journey in Kashmir valley

By Dawn DeBraal Samuel Marsh smoothed the white paint on his face as he stood in the mirror of his motorhome. He was preparing for the birthday party, wishing he could cancel, but it was too late. He tried calling…

By Ramprasath Rengasamy      I worked as a computer engineer in one of the fortune 500 multinational companies. I was not married. As I was bored at home, I had stepped out to have a long ride on the highway…