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The Open Sun

by Annie Rachele Lanzillotto I am having elective surgery today. Heart removal. Cardiectomy. “It’s routine,” the cardiectologist says, “simpler even than removing a breast.” Swap…

poems by DS Maolalai

City nights. the flesh of the moon is a thin slice of apple: browning

A Refugee Tale: from Rizokarpaso to Ttakkas Bay

by Nick Sweeney The sign on the road at the turning near Latchi, on the west coast of Greek Cyprus, reads Ttakkas Bay, Restaurant, Afrodite Area, Refugee from…

Thunderbird

by Niles Reddick I told them I was innocent, but the cops didn’t believe me, my ex didn’t believe me, and most of my…

My arab

by Ella Kanegarian Göktaş The arab looked at me, while slowly biting a small part of his chunky dark chocolate colored lip and said: “Your…

poems by Nigel Edwards

Betrayed My heart feels broken, remembering the words you have spoken. Eckoing around and around and around again. Don’t want to remember, as sweet…

Second Nature Hatred

-a visceral journey- by Mario Șerban The red gaze is the real scream. Because the howling and growling are meant to be whispered. Rumbling is…

My Own Face, not anyone else’s

[book excerpt] by Vikas Prakash Joshi The spectators watched with bated breath and pounding hearts. This was the moment they had all waited for. Bathed…