By: Kousik Adhikari Generally the nocturnal birds begin their journey at this time When there is darkness at night, Nowadays I dedicate Some of my hours to watch them Sitting peacefully on my […]
Poem: The Nocturnal Birds and Me
Review: Understanding Marx
By William T. Hathaway Review of Crisis and Change Today By Peter Knapp and Alan J. Spector Knapp and Spector have written a superb introduction to Marxist thought, a much-needed one, […]
Story: Double Whammy
By: Ram Govardhan Beauty and brains seldom come together; that is, one rarely stumbles on a stunner with extraordinary intellect as opposed to ubiquitous plain looks with average wits. But, of all […]
Story: “And So On”
By: Brian Vowels Iuliia sat and wept in the window seat of Row 25 on one of the almost daily Aeroflot flights from Guangzhou to Moscow. The airplane was, on the […]
Story: ‘My Trampled Rose’
By: Miss Jenny “Honey, fetch all my shirts from mom”, said dad packing up his things. “Dad I don’t want you to go. Please stay with me. I need your support. Please […]
Story: The Art of the Deal South of Pinos Altos
By: Nadine Lockhart Jenny swerves into the Enchanted Villas, a small plot of land and what looked like outbuildings just north of Silver City, New Mexico, owned by a homely woman and […]
Keep On Rockin’
By William T. Hathaway From the Book RADICAL PEACE: People Refusing War RADICAL PEACE is a collection of reports from peace activists in the USA, Europe, Iraq, and Afghanistan. An American […]
Poem: Matrix
By: JD DeHart We should develop a matrix The business suit declares It is pristine white and unmarked Swiveling a chair half-circle Trying on the word matrix Like a new misunderstood hat.
Poem: Garnet
By: JD DeHart We talked hours about Native American life Because I wanted to be one I had a whole book She even unearthed obsidian Arrowheads and gave it to me It […]
Poem: Nabokovian
By: JD DeHart The first time I met Nabokov I only wanted to read him because I knew Lolita was tawdry, a reason Steeped in juvenile thought Quickly, I saw the poetic […]
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