Alchemy of the Heavens Do not ask me about complexities of the heavens in their grand state of mystery. I could never tell you what you need to know. Just as her inexplicable eyes radiating the unfathomable warmth of love. Autumn arriving in its own good time, like she arrives, fashionably late in my dreams. Knocking at … Continue reading Poems by Wayne Russell
A Letter To A Stranger
by John Patrick Robbsin Dear Stranger We met so many years ago now I see you through such different eye's. Aged and broken like most older men . You poison your life and everyone around you either died or no longer can recall you're name . I believe I saw you thrown … Continue reading A Letter To A Stranger
One Refugee and a Blonde
By Ahmad Al-khatat I am not ashamed to be known as a refugee, from a country that is fully damaged Being awake all the nights it’s the reason why do I feel always homesick Stranger next to me, in front of me, behind the wall of my lonesome room I learnt how to speak, read, … Continue reading One Refugee and a Blonde
Poems by Emily Strauss
Walking in his Footsteps My ghost you needn't look for; it is probably Here, but a dark one, deep in the granite-- “Tor House”, Robinson Jeffers the low clouds blow fast over the point where he stood, the path outside the window his hand-built tower of sea boulders, his stone walls the grave of … Continue reading Poems by Emily Strauss
Wish You Were Here
By Ahmad Al-khatat Back then, when we were teenagers Fifteen years ago when we thought Nothing would separate our friendship To divide it with a positive sorrow My neighbor is now alcoholic Tears fall when I smell her cigarette She used to be smokey looking Attractive to my olden delusions Inside of me, I’m trying … Continue reading Wish You Were Here
A rose and waste picker
By Sunil Sharma A rose blooms on a dump in Delhi It sways in the morning wind the way drunk girls sway and swear on the predatory Indian streets and restricted cultural zones to express happiness and freedom from stifling familial and patriarchal constraints In Mumbai and other metros on long Saturday nights. The morning light plays on the petals and … Continue reading A rose and waste picker
I Close My Eyes
By Ahmad Al-khatat I close my eyes when I died in your arrival more than twice waiting for the sunshine to taste one hard candy A few bitter sips melting & dripping rare honey my mind takes me to the other side of silence where a lips kiss is a thicker bite on the tongue … Continue reading I Close My Eyes
The Other Side of Namelessness
By Peter Magliocco Neon signs don't color any young brothers on the Strip tonight sweltering nearby electric pods a flesh currency multiplies in seized numbers of identity as hell's jackpot awaits. Always the wandering detritus populating the streets in trashy voluminous splendor tarnished by life's imprint, we sidle across it all to reach the … Continue reading The Other Side of Namelessness
Academy of the Heart And Mind 