By: JD DeHart chewy is my first reaction upon taking a bite, small salad with pink bits I did not immediately register. deep fried, but then all tastes the same deep fried, but at least we have the slow river…

By: Linda M Crate the truth is we haven’t spoken in many moons oceans have cut across us, and there is no whisper that could sew us back together; what we once had was gone enjoy the fact that it…

By: Linda M Crate you can lead a horse to water, but you can’t force them to drink; similarly you can harass my mother, but you cannot force me to speak— we are not friends nor will we be again…

By: Vasundhara Dudeja A gloomy star amidst the starry night. It twinkled upon the world; Overtaken by woes and plight. Shining on the surface, With quivering insides. It was a gloomy star amidst the starry night. It stretched itself, Beyond it\’s…

By: William T. Hathaway I suffered a brain injury at birth. An EEG test showed chaotic, abnormal brain waves, and in school I had attention deficit disorder. I couldn’t concentrate and my thoughts were cloudy. My grades were mediocre, and…

By: Pijush Kanti Deb Mind and soul – the two hosts wait always to welcome their body- ashamed , confused and hesitated for collocating its head with their own hats but the careful body keeps examining by turn head to…

By: Pijush Kanti Deb Sometimes I feel myself a kite flying thousand miles up above your mesmerizing hand holding me with the veins of your heart and I find myself too standing in a meadow of twinkling stars looking at the…

By: Pijush Kanti Deb Sunrise in the tune of morning prayer and a lazy flow of whispering breeze carrying the scent of love bloomed somewhere in a muddy meadow and an enchanting melody of her passionate calling for her man…

By: Shivaji Das From Singapore to Hong Kong on a container ship (Disclaimer: All names have been changed to protect the crew’s privacy.) I am armed and ready; with my medical insurance, a declaration that I and only I am…

By: Hardeep Sabharwal How can I forget the color of that pink shirt, And the smile of a translucent face, In the young darkness of evening. That fifteen minutes touch, Or maybe any other of that kind, That turned me positive…