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By: Reese Scott When he was born he didn’t sleep. His mother went insane and slept under neighbors’ cars, in garbage cans, slept with the elderly, the dying and the children. After she died, he began to sleep. And he…

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The Sahitya Akademi yesterday gave away literary awards at its ongoing annual “Festival of Letters”. The awards recognized the contributions of famous poets–Javed Akhtar (Urdu), Subodh Sarkar (Bengali) and Ambika Dutt (Rajasthani). The Akademi also awarded the novelists such as…

Poetry

By: JD DeHard As we discuss what is for dinner I notice the thin rail above our heads Looking left and right, I see Almost invisible, the line enclosing us I turn to you, you turn to me We are…

Poetry

By: JD DeHart I never would have learned to double-lace If not for him, and would still have strapping Sounds of my shoe strings hitting sidewalks The children in the yard call Marco No one is there to reciprocate, even…

Poetry

By: JD DeHart Imagine the job, sipping the cup Knowing there may be poison Do you love the king Or is this only the best you can Find, or are you a person of faith Ancient snake-handler of sorts Taking…

Poetry

By: JD DeHart We learn from the eminent professor That we have nothing to say in research That someone else has not already said Nothing to mention that is disconnected From multiple spider web points of study We take our ideas…

Poetry

By: Akash Rumade Phoenix may rise from its flame, but I am not good at this game, for you have been a distressed dame, who can’t even remember my NAME!

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Sometimes your child – the most familiar person of all – is radically different from you. The saying goes that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. But what happens when it does? Drawing on interviews with over three…

Poetry

By: Natana Vasuki The harsh exigency of survival Deprives them of subtle felicities of childhood In dim-lit, lime washed rooms Lo! The hopeless little souls… The dream of education has long been erased In their shades of mind They are…

Fiction

By: Reese Scott   He was surprised by the people that came to his funeral. It didn’t make sense to him. He hadn’t spoken to anyone in some time and here they were. Since he had been dead, Jimmy had…