poems by James G. Piatt
The Haunting Thoughts of War Voices screaming at the unreality of haunting visions of battles stormed through my mind as the sinking moon flowed into the darkness of the unforgiving horizon.
poem by Saima Afreen
Stay We are our only home sometimes we can return to when all the other homes are just dust or a memory
poems by Mykyta Ryzhykh
1 the lonely grove grew for the dead here glass of grave drowned in died grass and everywhere red rederry instead green greenery
poems by Ivan Pozzoni
If the verses do not protest If the verses don’t protest about the nature of Italy’s excise taxes on taxes, against nature, we will end up like Britain’s Brexit with petrol skyrocketing we’ll have to dinghy our way out of the EU
Pick
by Bill Tope In the basement of the high school gym, the boys were gathered round the wrestling mat next to the Universal Gym, waiting their turn to do pushups. “Forty pushups gets you an A,” barked Coach Hamm, the varsity football coach and instructor for the junior boys’ PE classes. “Thirty gets you a […]
That Little Purple Pill
by Douglas Young The thought of somehow struggling out of bed felt like a baby being expelled from a blissfully warm womb into a cold, merciless world. The twenty-five-year-old had battled depression since age thirteen, but had recently felt better dating her best beau since high school. That made his breaking up with her […]
The Note Inside the Nook
by Jonathan Ferrini “On behalf of the management and staff of the Lookout Lounge high atop the Grand Dame hotel of the beautiful ‘City by the Bay’, we welcome you to our New Year Celebration welcoming in 1942. “We’re joined by the Xavier Cugat Orchestra whose musicians of magic are finely tuning their instruments in […]
Sunshine
by Zary Fekete The sun setting across the campus mall was too tempting to resist, and Gaspar snapped a few pictures. A strong sense of promise swept over him. He held the mental impossibility in his mind: that this sunset in Budapest was the same as the one falling across his small village on the […]
poem by Nolo Segundo
After Costco, Before Ukraine You saw the lines weren’t too long so you went for the gas first— spend a little time, save a lot of
Two Bio Lab Skeletons
by Ziaul Moid Khan The two human skeletons in the town’s school biology lab remained inactive during the day. But after midnight, they were like you and me, filled with some basic common desires: anger, love, hatred, jealousy, longing-for-sex and whatnot. The weird human remnants wore a grave look on their bony countenance and were […]