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Poetry

By: Neelam Singh Laughter stings my soul Hope shrunk If someone could eavesdrop my heart Bitter sweet memories remain Lost in the wilderness Where the wild thing are I often wonder What is this thing called life Darkness, blood and pain…

Poetry

By: Kate O’Neil I’m ready; hit me with that dark water; Soft peach-skin buttresses my shoes; my palanquin lies uncreased. In the muggy distance I can almost make you out, slumping closer a staring, windlestraw horror. Approach then. I’ll throw…

Poetry

By: Kate O’Neil The blue sky melts off into the short grasses, rustling green with the wind; that ocelot steps past quietly. The trees almost smell like cordite. I woke up in a tree. I threw this postcard down to a…

Fiction

By: Ed Nichols My daddy’s name was Jefferson Henry Wilkes and the last time I saw him was in the insane asylum in Milledgeville, Georgia in 1958. He’d been there for four years when we visited him that last time. My…

Books Reviews

By: Sam Rapth She came like an Angel. Is this sufficient to say? Considering her beauty precisely, these five words are very less. She was tall to five and a half feet. Slim physique. But, someone naughty like me might…

Poetry

By: Adreyo Sen Small town shop clerks with butterfly wings on the delicate blackness pedalling their eyes seek to alight and make a home in the homely hearts muscled on ageing bike riders with mothers who had only feet on the…

Non-Fiction

By: Raymond Greiner Intensity eludes description as the burden of time serves memories as a dinner for one, flashing images on the walls of our minds biting back at loneliness in a medley of solitary thoughts ranging from delight to…

Poetry

By: Milt Montague Evey and Eddy we join you in mourning as you sit shiva for your dear mother I remember…. I’ve known her over 60 years a nice Jewish girl from Brooklyn raised in a modest home with traditional values…

Poetry

By: Milt Montague for almost twenty years archaeologists have been unearthing a mound that once was a temple complex from ten to twelve thousand years ago the oldest man made edifice on earth predating Stonehenge in England The Great Pyramids…

NewsPoetry

Reviewed by: Thomas Sanfilip Translated from the French by Kurt Heinzelman Host Publications Most poetry written today cannot claim descent from the moral standard that underlies all great poetry, but rather the neutered outer shell of language that evolved in…