Helicopter
by Zygmunt Nowak Solinski Invited round. Small, wild garden with children. Stupid kids. Look at them, playing football. How can you talk with them kicking that bloody ball around? It’s going to hit …
Yiannis
by Kenneth M. Kapp Avrum couldn’t remember his own name. In truth, he’d forced himself to forget his name a long time ago: months, years, centuries ago. He laughed once, recalling that one year in a dog’s life is like seven of ours. “Ha, then I’m living one dog’s life for my mother,” and […]
The Cave
by Douglas Young “How much longer before we get there?” Zelma asked from the back seat’s right window. “Yes!” Tucker exclaimed with one hand on the wheel and the other hitting the roof of his old car. “Thank you, Zelma. I bet Nolana you’d ask within twenty minutes of our leaving, and I […]
The Legend of Yellow Boots
by Raayan “It is not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves.” [Sir Edmond Hillary] 15th May 2021, 13:30 Hrs, at about 8,300 m altitude on the Northern ascent route of Mt Everest Norbu, a 39 year old seasoned Sherpa who had conquered Everest’s perilous slopes quite a few times, was now facing a blizzard […]
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 […]