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Poetry

By: Pijush Kanti Deb Above in the sky blue renovates itself in a dark color and on the land my dreamy eyes are shown the merciless back of my love proceeding towards a new mirror renovating herself with a fresh…

Poetry

By Pijush Kanti Deb Once I had a great abhorrence of my mirror- standing in my dark room, knowing only to reflect my bowing lonesome image down to a gloomy star oiling it to smile at me and my days…

Fiction

By: Tom Ray Ed Churchwell met Thuy at a promotion party at the officers club at Tan Son Nhat Air Force Base on the outskirts of Saigon. A couple of his colleagues at Combat Evaluation Center Echo (CECE, pronounced “See…

Poetry

By: Chuck Orloski Unthinkable that aged Looking Glass would be banished onto a reservation where, upon grim encounter, Colonel John Campbell promised him, “You will mercifully die of old age instead of musket rounds to the head!” Medicine Man never wrote…

Poetry

By: Linda M Crate the leaves are gold, orange, and red; i stand watching as autumn blooms cars whiz by no one notices the beauty of fall dances around me all her colors and all her beauty; they’re all caught…

Poetry

By: Linda M Crate sometimes i wonder if i’ll be waiting my entire life in anticipation for the first day of my life we exist, but sometimes we forget to live; i refuse to become like you always suspended in…

Poetry

By: Linda M Crate you tore my ego to shreds threw me to the wolves i came back their leader, and you told me once that you were a wolf; so maybe it’s time you give me that apology i…

News

Today, Amazon Publishing has announced a call for submissions for the Little A Poetry Contest, dedicated to the discovery of emerging poets. The contest will be judged by the acclaimed poets Cornelius Eady, Jericho Brown and Kimiko Hahn. The winner…

Poetry

By: Zunayet Ahammed When I’m free and nothing to do I delight in recollecting your name More than seven times Defeating a school boy’s passion for his sweetheart. In watching TV if I feel uninterested I recall your reminiscences quietly…

Fiction

By: Shri Ram I should say that, nothing changed over a period of time. But, the way I looked at things, certainly have changed and that made all the difference. I was to take up a new profile. It was…