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Fiction

By: Ramprasath “Walter!” Suzi almost yelled. Walter who was digging soil using a shovel now turned to Suzi. “What!” “It is going to be night soon” Suzi said. Walter looked up at the sky. The night was indeed falling. It was…

Poetry

By: J.L. Smith America America a patchwork quilt, a coat of many colors, unravels at the seams. Frayed edges, bare in patches across its broad surface. Fabric squares, once crisp, cobbled from many origins, promised comfort for all who sought…

Fiction

By: Mehreen Ahmed Not realising how fast time passed, Minah and Sidu, reached puberty more or less together. Short for Siddhartha, Sidu was Minah’s best friend. Their favourite pastime was hanging out in their old haunt, the mango grove by…

Poetry

By: Cynthia Pitman The Girls of Summer Splayed on striped towels,strapped tight in polka-dot bikinis gritty with sand,sweating from the sweltering heatand burning a crispy-crust redfrom the hot beach light of the white-bright sky, we lined up side-by-side,one after another,as…

Poetry

By: Marc Carver BEAUTY I found the most beautiful woman I have ever seen she sits perfectly still all white. Even without eyesshe looks right at me.That face could tame men even make fools of them if she wanted.How could…

Poetry

By: JD Stofer Humanity Scandal and corruptionhorror in the news babies chokedburned animals in every way abusedwhile late night jesterstry to make sense of it alland moneyencapsulate the day to keep usall amusedWhat to think?What to do?What makes sense when…

Fiction

By: Alan Berger I’m so mad at you, I could spit, she said. Go right ahead and spit, he said, just don’t spit on me, spit on yourself, why don’t you? That’s it, she said, fuck you. And a fucking top…

Fiction

By: Alan Berger I just went in and told him that my days of kissing the Pope’s ring are over. Like the way we had rehearsed it. My father was sick as a child and he was also sick when…

Poetry

By: Denny E. Marshall Science Fiction Tanka aliens decide too use earth’s flat screen TVs now can send message since digital conversion program interruption shock hike Pavonis Mons fourth largest mountain on mars peak not as well known higher than…

Fiction

By: J. S. Kierland He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and someone yelled, “Pass it, Pop…pass it!” Trying to keep his balance he cradled the ball in his arms and started his fall. He hit the ground hard and…