By Samuel C. Hasler May is a changeable month in Indiana. The day had been warm, and I had left the Cadillac out in the driveway, but rain was supposed to be moving in after midnight, so I had either to put up the top or move it into the garage. That meant quitting William … Continue reading Ahab In The Moonlight
You.
By Yurii Tkachenko I lived in your flat.I wore the second hand.You not my enemy.You are not my brother.And not my friend.You are somebody unknown.You are someone else.Forgive my opinion.And what you expect.I don't mind admitting. That you are better.And share yourself.But stay another.Another one spent.A break the rules better.Than be as well.And free your … Continue reading You.
An Abandoned Carousel
By John Grey I feed the horseswith a handful of invisible hay.And thread their wooden maneswith my toothless comb.“Good boy,” I say as I pat the raised head of the painted stallion.And “Good girl” greets the round green and blue stomach of the mare.I pat the back of the dead operator.I praise the rusted machinery,especially … Continue reading An Abandoned Carousel
Authentically Synthetic
By Alex Andy Phuong The natural and the artificialMight both differ from each other,But differences themselvesHold a unique sense of splendor,So ponder deeplyAbout the nature of realityWhile striving to liveWith authenticity,And anything syntheticReveals the powerOf everything that people can make,And even making mistakesCan result in acquiring knowledge,And choose to become like a sageThat becomes wiser … Continue reading Authentically Synthetic
The Star
By Danny P. Barbare Emptyingthetrasha poeminthenightlikeastarintheskyholdsitslight. Danny P. Barbare resides in the Upstate of the Carolinas. Some of his poems can be googled under his name.
SHINING IN THE LAST
By Ode Roman Like dew, pure, 'n bright,At dawn, risinggently from dark nightseems, now, my livingup the grassy crestenjoying its rest.But, at first sunshinethe dew softly meltson petals; I designiridescent beltsup the grassy crestaround my quiet rest.Same is my dream of Lovein the sunset's lightsadly melts above,voiding vital might;shining in the lastmemories of the past
Envelope No. 7
By Audrey Kim They wrote me on a piece of thin government paper. My corners are sharp, my words cut deeper. I was not written in loving script, but in rigid type, ink pressed by a military typewriter– each letter punched into me without hesitation. I was sealed with care, being folded up three times … Continue reading Envelope No. 7
Manolo Blahniks are not made for running
By Pablo Libedinsky “You don’t remember me, but I remember you,” the man said to Rosemary as he approached her table. She lifted her blue eyes from the laptop, took a sip of coffee and looked at him arching her eyebrows. “No. I really don’t remember you. What’s your name?” “Do you mind if I … Continue reading Manolo Blahniks are not made for running
Chapters of November
By Farytude Arthur Benette stood by the window of his cottage, watching the last leaves spiral down from the old oak tree. November had carried a weight for him these past four years. It was the month his wife, Margaret, had passed away. He had loved her dearly and could not seem to forget the … Continue reading Chapters of November
Planet Love
By Gail Brown Kara slowed the spaceship in orbit around Planet Loreia. Loreia was the destination for those who needed a break from the mental stress of daily life, as if there were so many of those these days. Or was it cycles? Truly the cycle on a ship was so different from a planet … Continue reading Planet Love
Academy of the Heart And Mind 