e-revista EgoPHobia - ISSN 1584-6210
by Enit’ayanfe Ayosojumi Akinsanya The Time: 7.30pm, May 2018 Our mother’s head knocks the wall, a dull slam, a single jerky twitch, and then a sliding to the floor. The exact way she used to slide her arm from our grasp—weeks after Papa’s skin burned—and fall back into bed. This was to scare us and […]
As I Look in the Glass Comedians are getting attacked on stage, sailors are committing suicide on ships. As I type this, one of my best friends
Weeds Movement swells to decadence; Popularity takes tolls, Drains a flood of reverence: In his grave the Founder rolls.
At Peace Deep inside my anguished dome, my thoughts run wild & my emotions roam.
by Douglas Young After lunch the family sat on the back porch chatting leisurely, watching who was walking down the street, and speaking to those they knew. Everyone was shelling peas from the garden except the grandfather and his grandsons. The three-year-old was on the floor playing with little race cars while the six-year-old […]
A Dismal Place No joy in the world merely cattle nibbling lush grass sprouting from tilted tombstones in an old historic graveyard.
Four Wheel Drive That moment when you have been on the road so long
by Paweł Markiewicz Exchange of letters between the pundit and the painter The epistle No. 1 as long SMS dispatched The 5th May 2022. At the most picturesque dawn
translated into English from the Russian originals by the author We are Sunday morning, the month of May 2022 is almost over, Saturday night, there was a soccer competition in Paris, this morning the city was full of garbage that the fans had left everywhere, they had even broken tree branches. A jay was lying […]
Not Dead, But Not Quite Living I use time between departures to worry about you, the way we left it.