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Poetry

By: Linda M Crate   caught in a reflection of my past my fingers can’t break through the glass to the reality for i fear the pain of it, and i know i must overcome this nightmare if i’m ever…

Poetry

By: Linda M Crate you try to tell me that i’m weak that i’m only a woman, only a girl emotions will always get in the way; but you don’t understand that loyalty, love, and compassion are strengths not weaknesses;…

Poetry

By: Linda M Crate for so long i allowed myself to be haunted hunted, hounded by memories of the past that i refused to let go; they cut me like the shrapnel of your sharp words thrust into me like…

Essay

By: Gaither Stewart I just read the novel, EUPHORIA, by the young American writer, Lily King, a TOP TEN BOOK OF THE YEAR in 2014, published by Grove Press, New York. Readers of this article do not have to worry;…

Fiction

By: Antara Roy Oruganti It was an old bungalow on a hill. In and around it, there was much to see, much to hear, and much to love; especially on sunny, summer days. Less of a standing structure, and more of…

Essay

By: Gaither Stewart  (The essay was first published The Greanville Post) In the first line of Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky’s famous “poem”, often referred to as “the Legend of the Grand Inquisitor”, Ivan Karamazov says to his brother Alyosha that a preface…

Poetry

By: Sunil Sharma A piece of yellow Sun-light Glinting Outside the Apartment-window Of my son in Aarhus, Denmark, And The earlier glittering snow, Take me there Where I cannot Immediately go; I feel lifted up, Transported there, Instantly, And play in…

Fiction

By: Revathi Suresh She’d finally murdered the darned thing. Shaila stared at the red that had pooled in a corner of the bathroom floor, her nose wrinkling at the strong metallic odour. With her thumb and forefinger she pulled gingerly…

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By: Robert Yee Throughout his literary career, David Herbert (D.H.) Lawrence wrote plays, novels, letters, and poems that elaborated upon his personal beliefs about society and opinions concerning his outlook on life. In particular, his collection of poems expounds upon…

Fiction

By: Chuck Orloski A few hours after an armed holdup Wednesday morning (January 13, 2016) at a downtown Scranton-based Community Bank, I drove my school bus very carefully down a very icy East Mountain road. Every time I applied air brakes…