Poetry
By: Balu George Somebody asked me, Why my poems have no deep meaning? And why they never last beyond ten lines? I answered “Life is not that deep, and My vocabulary is poor” Just kidding! Nobody asks me such questions….
Poetry
By: Balu George When I was young, I took guitar classes, I joined the band, And tried my hand at Karate. The guitar was sold within a month, The band uniform was confined to the cupboard, Within a week, And the…
Books ReviewsNews
Amazon’s Kindle Direct Publishing has announced the launch of the Pen to Publish contest that recognizes literary excellence in English language. The winning author will receive a prize of ₹10 lakh, a print publishing deal with Westland Publishing for this…
Poetry
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick Knock at my door, I heard Slowly it opened Mother was standing there Mixed with emotions Shock, joy, love Tears welled up inside, not a single one fell Our views quite different, as long as I…
EssayGlobal Politics
By: Gaither Stewart The Malfunctioning of the Bel Paese After World War II the USA and NATO labeled Italy the “soft under-belly of Europe”, chiefly because of the presence of The Italian Communist Party (PCI), Europe’s biggest political formation of…
Poetry
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick Inside smothered Daggers hurled Unpredictable; hour, day, week Soaring into cosmos, fantasyland Illusion, delusion Curled fetal position, myriad of tears Raging aimed at no particular target Sleep, sleep, more sleep Drained from nonstop thoughts Awake with…
Books ReviewsDrama
By: Balu George A hefty man in his mid 60’s in a t-shirt and jogging shorts can be seen opening the gate. This is Gopalan, a lawyer, proprietor of a law firm past its glory years. The firm built up…
Poetry
By: Milt Montague suddenly I’m flying over the mountains an unexpected blizzard trying to maintain control against the odds fighting a losing battle rapidly being forced down down down down nearing the ground too damn close for my sake I…












