Poetry
By: Shamar English GLOOM The room is the exterior of a muddy tan truck. The walls are a labyrinth of cracks, dirt, chipped paint, and protruding nails. The carpet is sitting underneath pounds of grunge, vomit stains, mildew, crud, hair,…
Non-Fiction
By: Lazarus Trubman Months passed since I was liberated from the labor camp in Northern Russia. Behind were dozens of blood transfusions, dental tortures and scary chats with a bunch of cardiologists. I finally got my so-so bill of health…
News
Industrialist and Philanthropist Dinesh Shahra’s book, ‘Simplicity & Wisdom’ was launched in Indore recently. The book is dedicated to Late eminent Vedanti Swami Pragananandji. Famous Industrialist and Philanthropist Mr. Dinesh Shahra’s book, ‘Simplicity & Wisdom’ was launched in Indore recently….
Poetry
By Linda M Crate i can only assume there is no warmth in your heart for me, and so i have gone away; not to wound you but in protection of myself— so many thoughts and words i swallowed down…
Poetry
By: Bill Arnott Bejewelled Skeleton Northwest Cornwall, a mild Tuesday in March Carbis Bay – Hayle Towans waves wash, shucked oyster brine aroma gannets glide, acrylic daubs in white crushed bivalves underfoot glint of stucco flecked with glass cuttlefish and…
Poetry
By: Paweł Markiewicz haiku about thaw early spring and thaw I writing summer poems with romantic time the last thaw in spring I think about migration of summer first crane ## A clean ontological matter These two haiku can be…
Poetry
By: Ian C Smith He reminds her to put tea in the pot, can tell she thought she already had, drinks it black. Her fridge a health hazard, no milk, tea’s bitterness is preferable to the chaos of a meal,…
Poetry
By Chinese Poet Yuan HongriTranslated by Manu Mangattu Golden and Transparent When the dainty of dawn lights up your body You shall see the golden country in stone. The Giant is walking in the sky His hand holds aloft a…
Fiction
By: Austin J. Dalton The day already seemed to be a less than auspicious one when I glanced over at the alarm clock from where I was positioned on the couch. Ten in the morning, I’d missed my academic advising…