Fiction
By Harrison Abbott The man that was on the bed next to me died last week, so it’s just me in the ward now. I miss him. He was called Miles and was about 40 years older than me. I…
Poetry
By: Harry Lowery Departures losing CO2 in the Jet2 queue,staining Carhartt with heartache,barcodes beep & promises pall between staff & sightseers& parents cheering up children& new lovers arrivingchinos & eyes emptyinto a grey tray, passingSaint Peter with an automatic& cutting…
Poetry
By: Achingliu Kamei Pristine beauty, they sayBut where do you begin to write? In the Land where oil flows under the hillsLittered with gold dust, black goldOn which everything grows except peaceThe sky is blue, and the mists laden with…
Poetry
By: Viator Deep Challenge The steep terrain was the attraction to meat five or six when on a fishing trip to the near northand the river whose bank here, from the quietroad, dropped with such an angle under the treesand…
Poetry
By: Yucheng Tao Kiss Under obsidian clouds,Flowers kiss bees.Bees gaze at the soil—Who will kiss it? Purple Yesterday, today, tomorrow — all purple.Yesterday, today, I can’t sleep.Tomorrow’s test is hard and purple.My emotions are purple,even the exam paper is purple.Purple…
Books ReviewsEssay
By: Ramlal Agarwal V.S. Naipaul had a curious relationship with India. It was a country of his ancestors who settled in Trinidad as indentured labourers. He had grown up in Trinidad among a sizeable community of Indians who practised Hindu…
Global Politics
By James Aitchison The New York Times masthead proclaims: “All the news that’s fit to print.” The newspaper’s mission is clear: “We seek the truth and help people understand the world. This mission is rooted in our belief that great journalism has…
Poetry
By: Michelle Murray Standing On the Edge Standing on the edgeTeeteringTotteringTrying not to fall offIt’s a balancing actStep rightThen step leftSoftlySlowlySo as not to slipSwinging my arms to balanceLike a circus actTrying to stay onTrying not to fallTo fall would…












