Poetry
By: Dibyangana A D-Decade It has been a quiet, unyielding decade,After the strangling goodbye I had no choice but to make.With each passing day, I find myself becoming someone new;But I realise, I’m just a winter without the dew… You…
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We have a few book recommendations for this Republic Day via a curated message from Crossword Bookstores. While this is not an exhaustive list and is not the only one we swear by, the list is something that has really…
Poetry
By Taylor Dibbert He’s at the airportIn AshevilleWaiting onHis flightTo DCAnd anElderly womanSits next toHim and thenThe womanPulls outThis adorableChihuahuaAnd he quicklySays thatThat little oneLooks likeSuch aLove bugAnd thenThe woman smilesAnd then heDoes tooAnd thenHe startsThinking about London. ### Taylor…
Fiction
By Sally Smithson Sandy hated Jane. She hated her on sight. Everyone in the liberal arts college where they both worked, Evergreen College, knew everybody else. They met at a reception for the new faculty, and Sandy’s eyes glowed with…
Poetry
By: Jim Bates Day cold sunshine brightOut and about people smileSun wins every time. Brutal northwest windEars freezing beneath wool capWinter’s deadly game. Icy rain fallingInside warm with hot chocolateHappily sipping. Mellow evening sunNovember sky soft and greyLike a kitten’s…
Poetry
By: LEGEND BARD on a path that’s zigzaggedwe chase wisdom, minimum and maximum.with each step, you grow a memorycloser to our truth we’ll be. but most not be enlightenuntil you do journey to itwhich most have many patiencein the seized…
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The beauty sector thrives on constant innovation and personal expression, offering individuals fresh opportunities to redefine their appearance without permanent changes. One hair trend that has captured increasing attention is the embrace of brighter, more adventurous shades. In recent years,…
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By: Bruce Levine The beginning of the year, at least for me, is a time for organizing. Not the reflection type of organizing, nor the New Year’s resolution type of organizing. And certainly not the bookkeeping that we all have…
Poetry
By: Bruce Levine Fantastical Isolated reality Steampunk societies Projecting a vision Graphic novel drawings And cardboard cutouts Dollhouse furniture Arranged horizontally Creating illusions Of futuristic fantasies In parallel dimensions Bridging gaps of Reality and fiction Time warps Sucked into black…












