a rabbit hearted girl i was before you broke me i rose from my ashes a battle raven ready for war, and i will not smile kindly upon your countenance should we meet again; i will dismiss you without a…

Literature in vogue today combines myriad forms and types. Hollywood, a term which I’m deliberately using to refer to all kinds of ‘woods’ that exist around the world including Bollywood and Tollywood, has been a major driving force behind the…

By: Debleena Majumdar One sunshine morning, We floated side by side, Two identical paperboats. Our paper sails nodding Gently, in tune with our Familiar breeze of stories. Across the orange sunset, Floated our magic castle, On a winding stairway of…

By: Milt Montague two old men met when young and this crazy world was at war once again three psychopaths made a pact that only their countries would rule our planet in this mess these two met preparing to defend…

By: Milt Montague awake in the predawn dark sleep impossible night is endless I am alone… alone wretchedly alone in a barren void desperate to find another soul hear another voice to contravene the emptiness to confirm my reality to…

 By: Sam Rapth In the hall, on the TV, a doctor was uttering the following in an excitedly composed tone. “What is a body? Muscles and Nerves!! Practice for four days, lunch at 3 O clock and on the 4th day,…

By: Adreyo Sen Some are cold hints of an elegy where they stand. Their silence, a promise they will be remembered. No one could see her. Her hunger made her invisible to people more practiced in smiles. She was distemper on…

By: Adreyo Sen Only in your eyes can I touch the sky, that you fear for me lets me rend its thick curtains with my fiercest cry. A thing of beauty blazing pride I return to your side. I did not…

By: Jason D. DeHart Last night, I dreamed of death – not in some dramatic or kaleidoscopic way, but in a manner I could not see. We were traveling, the family and I, when we somehow got word, so I…

By: Tendai R Mwanaka This people remains downtrodden in their hungers, the emptiness- of their lives. In their victim’s posture! They scrounge for food in the streets. Their children are in the streets. Their women have chosen a moonlight career….