Poetry
By: Chaitali Gawade Lady Red’s eyes were lemon green, the colour of the dinosaur shape soap I use every day. She went with me to play school, to the park, to the dining table and even to bed. A perpetual silly…
Non-Fiction
By: Mark Antony Rossi People generally don’t change. So when I don’t like you the first time — good chance I won’t give a rat’s ass the next time either. Maybe it’s my faith in consistency. Maybe it’s my lack…
FictionLiterary criticism
By: Mark Antony Rossi Tico told me the world would be a better if more people ate a big lunch. He theorized the sleepiness that befell a full belly made the average person too tired to hate or hurt other human…
Fiction
By: Krithika Akkaraju The drunken chorus wafted towards her warning her to get away. The men were back. Quickly, she placed a dirty cloth over the cement tank and walked home hoping no one had noticed. Her fish were safe for…
Poetry
By: Zunayet Ahammed After happiness Comes sadness When sadness exists The past essence of happiness Brings nothing, imparts nothing Except intensifying sadness Everything then seems murky Dreams find no ways Desire shrivels The whiff of kamani appears meaningless The floating beauty…
Poetry
By: Zunayet Ahammed Love means You And me Love means always To feel each other madly Love means longing for Each other sitting side by side Love means to walk In the spring water Below the hills at sunset Love means…
Fiction
By: Michael C. Keith “If I had the choice between staring at a ceiling for eternity or the breathless nothingness of death, which would I choose? Is that what you’re asking me?” “Exactly,” answered Beth. “It’s a simple enough question,…
Fiction
By: Sri Ram At the Extra-terrestrial Intelligence Research Center, they were talking while looking at the wide big screen, which showed numerous stars as dots, floating rocky planets and gaseous clusters. “Hey, this one is located 20 light years away….












