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Poetry

By: EG Ted Davis I pray for the health of this body, Lord, but if it shall fail me- as it eventually will- take me to my state of rest- leave behind my bones- until that gathering day.

Wellness

Alzheimer’s is a type of dementia that causes memory loss, hampers thinking process and brings in behavioral changes. Symptoms usually develop slowly and get worse over time, becoming severe enough to interfere with daily tasks. Alzheimer’s is a progressive disease….

Wellness

MphRx announces that Columbia Asia Hospitals, a chain of 28 hospitals across India, Malaysia, Indonesia and Vietnam, has launched their Patient Engagement Application Suite, with patient-facing applications available on Web, Android and Apple devices. Powered by MphRx’s FHIR based digital…

Poetry

By: Mark Kodama The Fly The noise of the fly, Shattered quiet of the shade, On a summer’s day. Undocumented, But history nonetheless, Etched in the Memory of a mortal man. The Frog The frog eyed its prey. A dragonfly…

Fiction

By: Mark Kodama All his life, Icarus wanted to do something great, heroic, perhaps even save the world. Now at 40, the fate of the human race on earth rested on his shoulders. To be sure, Icarus was smart, some…

Fiction

By: Nathaniel Okolo TALE 1 Day 1 I decided to steal another quick glance at her, the tenth in less than ten minutes, might have been more, definitely not less. Oops! Our eyes met again, why must she decide to…

Fiction

By Gaither Stewart THE POWER OF LOVE Since his return home from the war Helmut had never felt emotions of normal human warmth. The atmosphere in those maddened postwar years had been chaotic. Life was different then. He too had…

Poetry

By: Paweł Markiewicz As a tribute to Hugo Grotius The triple Mondo 5-7-7 5-7-7 Valedictorian*as Master(=Scientist) a young scientist …………………….. V: Has philosophy of politics something to do with the untroubled and peaceful? M: It is untroubled like magic marvellous…

Poetry

By: Paweł Markiewicz I full goblet I become an existence when Your memory shines goblet of Osiris I miss at will cup without blood comes true spell of dew I am blissful butterfly you turn dew into essence fog over…

Fiction

By: Prashil Kumar Hello Krishna, “The spirit lives on. It never perishes”. This is what my father told me and my sister back in the village. My spirit will deliver this letter to you. With over I billion followers and…