By: John Grey WHEN PAYING RESPECTS TO THE LEADER So there you are, a great anemic Buddha, eyes as blue as coral waters, skin like parchment, hulking rolls of blubber swaddled in gold robe, rear bearing down on a protesting…

By: Paweł Markiewicz one dreamy spring day I looked in to brilliant eyes of my pal-dog in to his tender ocular dominance of eternity so that my gentle poem was in the soul perfect delicate now the most marvelous words…

By J K Nottingham Stories, Paul felt, were the only pleasure keeping him from leaving this world without care for the consequences. Today a great idea for a story had come to him fully formed. However, with no small amount…

By: Patricia Saunders I am falling in emptiness with no handrail to clutch I am drawing in breath and plunging down passageways I am dim with night, and full of light. My soul takes wings And I am swinging, suspended,…

By: Burbuqe Raufi Lately I feel like I have been possessed by an old lady. She had entered my body, my mind and my soul. She is now the pilot of my aircraft, of me. Never invited such an occurrence;…

By: Garry Poree The cool evening brought a condensed morning dew, clinging to the grass and cobwebs in the schoolyard. As the sun began to rise, boasting her might from the horizon, the moisture started to evaporate. The pendulum had…

By: Don Tassone The old man raised his hoe high in the air and brought it down, striking the thick, encrusted soil with all his might. He grimaced and moaned as a pain shot through his arms and into his…

By: Ronald Robin Roy The Land Where I Belong Take me to the land Where freedom is harvested, Where golden sunshine wash away weariness Where koel sings to soothe ears Where ripples in the pond reflect longing dream Where if…

By: Christine Nanfra “I feel a strong connection to you too Ken, you know that, but we’re both married,” Jane stammered a bit. “Hell, we know each other’s spouses.” She breathed deeply to keep herself from falling, falling into arms…