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 […]
Sails Made of Cash
by Jonathan Ferrini I’m a “Slacker” and a “Gen Z basement dweller” according to my father who included these insults on a note with my personal possessions placed in our front yard for me to find upon returning from work. My dad is a hardnosed career civil servant managing properties owned by the State of […]
The Trial of a Psychopath
by Danyl A. Doyle The day, or I should say the gray day, of Brad Avon McTrillion’s trial was one of those ugly overcast things where most people stay home, a rare occasion in this area. Charley picked me up at the slanting trailer at seven AM, and we drove my Tacoma because it […]
The Ikon Painter of Faliraki
by Nick Sweeney Some years back we bought our five-Euro kitchen ikon from a roadside shop somewhere near party town Faliraki on the Greek island of Rhodes. Too early, in theory, for the diehard revellers to have got up yet, and also too early for them to recommence revelling, it was a perfect place for […]
Yehuda Yannay – A Journey of a Lifetime
* In Memoria * by Kenneth M. Kapp versiunea română poate fi citită aici Yehuda Yannay was a composer, conductor, performer, and a multimedia artist. He was born on May 26, 1937 in Timișoara, Romania. Miraculously, he and his immediate family, Hungarian speaking Jews, survived the war. However, living conditions became dire with increasing antisemitism and […]
poem by Peter Mladinic
Are You Religious? He drove to a secluded lake before dawn. Death by carbon monoxide. Only nineteen.
poem by K. D. Zwierz
Heresy Nourished on decay, my pen bleeds, feeding my page with rivulets from a torn chest burdened
Giorgio Morandi’s Leap of Perceptual Faith
by Daniel Barbiero With his still life paintings of bottles, cups, and other mundane things, Giorgio Morandi wants us to see that what we see isn’t all there is that’s there. The world presented in his still lifes is one in which perceptual faith – the belief in the reality of those things we encounter […]
The Two Faces of Summer
by S. P. Singh On a sweltering summer evening, platform number four of the New Delhi Railway Station was jam-packed with passengers, their friends, and relatives who were there to see them off. They waited for The Ranikhet Express to move out. The train whistled a few times. The green signal was on, but the […]