By: Dr Neeraja .M The novel is a wonderful combo of right and wrong between love, romance, sex status, casteism, racism, and money, all beaded into the same abacus. The magical tool that measures, calculates every essence of each soul. The…

By: Balu George. Exterior – Naval Public School – Cochin – Morning. We cut to a group of parents with toddlers in their arms. Most of the kids are crying. Cars are parked outside the school gates. This is their first…

By: William C. Blome There’s a cast of several characters dancing furiously on the bar: There’s a witness called Ondine and a seamstress named Cornelia; There’s a fishwife ‘goes by Yowlu and a pastor ‘comes to Karlson; There’s a greenbottle fly…

By: William C. Blome Unlike your usual snowstorm, this one came in through blazing sunshine, a mosaic of dares and filaments and scoffs too (if you cock your ears just right and catch the drift of its foul-mouthed taunts, a pernicious…

By: William C. Blome Fishing off the low bridge in the dark, I’d guess it’s close to midnight, and I know your window’s five rows down, three boxes across, but I’m watching instead the corner lights on another building flash on-and-off…

By: G Dean Manuel Close your eyes, dream a dream, let loose thy lies, burst reality’s seem. Crystal clarity, within darkness enclose, fall short the human parody, a moment that time froze. Black falls upon black, subjective truth is shattered, the…

By: G Dean Manuel I close my eyes, so I am blind, I may ever seek, but how do I find? Vision always got in my way, in inky night, my heart risen, inclined. I don’t need to see the day,…

By: Joseph Kierland Ho Dong wasn’t his real name. It was just the name they passed from one Chinese cook to the next when they came in from Hong Kong. The new cook took the name of the old cook, exchanged…

By: Ronald Hrubetz I knelt down and held my hands in front of me. I don’t pray. I haven’t in 20 years. This has to be the alcohol acting out. I shouldn’t even be here. A sinner in a city of…

By: Gaither Stewart If you have you ever seen a monkey hanging from a tree by its tail and showing its red ass to onlookers, then you have seen the animal kingdom’s representation of war. According to French playwright Jean…