By: Devanshee Soni It’s 3 am, pre-dawn,air crisp like ironed linen,but my pillowcase and bedsheetscreaming, with traces of firemy room, a sweatshop.I laboriously glide out of the bed,the choking air hunger getting best of me.My limbs have gone numb, pins…

By Yoobin (Annika) Song The socialists of the 19th and 20th centuries launched a formidable challenge against industrial capitalism, employing art as a powerful tool for critical analysis and critique. In works such as “A Pyramid of Capitalist Society,” (fig….

By: Richard LeDue Never Ending Insanity Lucidity stained by lunacy is inevitableas we slay dragons we raised ourselveswith dog food we boughtfor the neighbour’s starving dog,and then there’s your brother who diedfrom lung cancer,eating bologna and ketchupin his deathbed,while we…

By: J.K. Durick I picture the wineIn your handA glass enoughAs poems go byBi-lingual of courseThe neighbor’s dogKeeping watchWithout askingThe afternoon endsAnd like everywhereNight introduces itselfThe heat slowsThe day goesThis is the dreamYou had/havePlanned, playedA song you wroteWordsWithout the voiceOr…

By Tabussum Sumaiya “Knock Knock!” Who’s there?“Angel I am, Devil’s too here!”Why is Devil always thy near?“Nothin’ I, exist in His solemn prayer!” O Angel! O Angel!You turning into That?This shrewd bosom buddyA sweet hypocrite brat! O Angel! My Angel!Don’t…

By: Jonathan Chibuike Ukah Tears of the Sun It’s just another Christmas Day.When birds twittered freely away;I sat alone upon the desolate graveWhere flowers lie and pebbles rave. The sun pierced its tearful raysUpon the cloudy hills and matted leaves;Gone…

By: Roopa Menon The First Way Wear your best clothes. Statistics reveal that people who wear their favorite attire just before killing themselves suffer less. If you are not a sucker for statistics, don’t bother. Choosing where you commit the…

By: Bruce Levine Today, tomorrow, and always The future holding hands Moving forward Toward new beginnings Building on the past Without looking back Sharing the moments And making new mem’ries Wrapping each adventure In a satin ribbon And placing them…

By: Daniel Acosta, Jr. Prologue  At a very early age when I started grade school in 1951, I saw that the white kids at my school were the ones favored by the teachers, especially those who were smart and popular….

By Carl Papa Palmer WYSIWYG – What you see is what you get FYI, WTF is not where’s the fire,IIRC. (if I remember correctly)BTW, IANAL. (I am not a lawyer)IOW, IMAn00b. (a clueless newbie) A MOTOS (member of the opposite…