Fiction
By: R.J. Fox As I headed toward my assigned gate at the Frankfurt International Airport – between my world and the new one that awaited me – I stopped for a bouquet of flowers along the way for my friend,…
Poetry
By: Duane L. Herrmann Each perfect star – six points miniature perfection uncreateable by hands multitudinous abundance and every one unique, absorbs all sound as they float down blanketing the sounds and ground; a presence here today and melt tomorrow….
Poetry
By: Duane L. Herrmann Desperate relief lifetimes of stress, six decades of hell, numblingly welcome to simply sit, and do nothing. So the man sits in blessed relief; sitting, simply sitting: no objective, no goal, no action – to him, amazing…
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Since the release of the much-hyped Hindi movie—’Bhaag Milkha Bhaag’ is around the corner, it is time that people do also know from the legendary athelete his story. Maybe this is the reason Milkha’s autobiography ‘The Race of My Life’…
Non-Fiction
By: Charles X. Madruga The midnight ceiling of my unconscious celestial dome caves in, becomes invaded by slivers of silver light. A blinding alarm clock, like curtains being swung open in the middle of a vacation. My eyes follow…
Poetry
By: Mark Williams Father I thank you for watching over me Day and night you bring love into my life Morning until sunlight you gave me Hope, strength of sight to see A life to breathe A love to know Forever…
Poetry
By: Walter William Safar When you want to come home again Just follow the wind. “How shall I know Which wind travels to the street of my childhood?” Ask your life’s compatriot, the blue shadow, Which rushes in front of…
Poetry
By: Walter William Safar Me and the eastern wind, surrounded by a wall of honorable antiquity, walk together influenced by our common destiny, and shadows hide across crosses, and drag along cemeteries like the quietest and saddest funeral procession. Next…
Fiction
By: Vijay Johnson-Tanco My name is John Stature from a wealthy family of scientists. The statures have had a key role in providing a cure for the common cold, which mankind really had no need for. There is quite a lot…
Poetry
By: Gale Acuff Miss Hooker says I’m going to go to Hell if I don’t stop sinning but I don’t give a damn is what I told her although I really said darn and that was bad enough, I thought I’d…