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by DC Diamondopolous Paparazzi elbowed their way past CNN talking heads as media from around the world made camp on the plaza. Fans, young and old, T-shirt vendors, street singers, mime artists, and pickpockets crowded La Scala Square, and the Piazza del Duomo. Helicopters circled, the chop-chop mixed with the thumping rock of the jumbo-screen […]
by Kenneth M. Kapp There was an old cedar table and four chairs in a corner of the front yard. If the sun was in the old man’s eyes, he’d carefully set his coffee mug on the grass and move the table and his chair an inch one way or another. The boards were gray […]
by Shobhita Thakur The wheels of the stretcher rattle rapidly through the crowded hospital corridor, Bhumi lying on it in a fragile haze of near unconsciousness. Her super-thin, young body, barely eighteen, cannot yet comprehend what has just struck her world.
by Zary Fekete Nora was surprised by the green. From the road the hills had looked dry… grasses shaved short and pale as old rope… but once they parked and walked toward the trees, the color gathered and thickened, pulling in the light. It wasn’t a brightness so much as a concentration; the kind of […]
by Piotr Augustyniak 1. The loss of my father. But not when he died — the earlier loss, when he was still alive, yet returned from Troy as one who could only die, as one who had lost his life beneath Troy. This is my journey to the origin. Beyond the entire arrangement of the […]
by Ana Bazac The epistemological theory of incommensurability states that two scientific theories based on different presumptions (about the same object, of course), thus different models of solving the problems questioned and answered by these theories, are incommensurable: namely, they cannot be mutually criticised/they cannot criticise each other. So, they are parallel.
Injured Shadow In nakedness of life moves this male shadow worn out dark clothes,
by William K Hugel 1 This is an attempt to speak from above, below, and beyond politics. It is not for the faint of heart. It is not for the simply “historical person,” that is, anyone not willing to step out of the current that is the flow of history. It is for those who wish […]
by Denisa-Maria Tudor I was a bit of an untamed beast. This is why older men liked me. They couldn’t quite understand if I would lash out and slap them for their audacity, offended and disgusted in a full feminist belief, or if I would slightly adore them, for their braveness of touching uncooked teenage […]
by Kenneth M. Kapp Freddy ran in the front door laughing and screaming at the same time. In hot pursuit was a ragamuffin of a little boy with curly black hair matted around his head. It was so dark and shiny that you noticed little else. Curly hair caught Freddy at the bottom of the […]