poem by Paweł Markiewicz
The she-pirate in the tavern II /11/ The fervent tavern was full of graceful mice. They ran around and they were as charm-like ghosts.
Two Black Dresses
by Jonathan Ferrini Every day at three o’clock as the afternoon sun fought through the dusty windows and the high school down the street let out, a teenage girl would slip quietly into the boutique. She never spoke, never bought anything, just wandered to the same rack and lingered over a particular black dress. Minerva […]
The Tussar Saree
by Oindrila Ghosal Sound The first time I draped the beige tussar silk saree, I had no premonition. Even when I ran my fingers across the embroidered flowers and paisleys on the dull gold of the coarse silk while adjusting the pleats, there were no whispers.
The Light in the Woods
by Douglas Young Clyde Baxter and Sedona Watts held hands driving up the rural, two-lane highway. They had almost reached the mountainous Thadeus Holtzclaw State Park where Sedona had tried to get Clyde to go camping for years. Though she loved the outdoors and had many happy camping memories, Clyde preferred nature from a […]
poem by Dan Raphael
That Lived-in Look “nothing is different but/ everything has changed” [paul simon] sweep the floor predict the weather
Rock Star at La Scala
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 […]
The old cedar Table
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 […]
Bhumi
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.
The Thing That Grew in the Absence
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 […]
The Death of Agamemnon
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 […]