By Jasna Gugić Translated by Anita Vidakovic Ninkovic Silence Silence in me strikes in lightnings of the sky, too gray and destroys my accumulated fear in the years of non-belonging. Silence in you does not know my fears and gets lost in the words of unknown people whose hands cannot touch the softness of our … Continue reading Silence and Other Poems
The World Around Me
By Patti Jo Williams At home I sit, Contemplating the world around me. I am surrounded by people, But still all alone, In the world around me. Why is it that I don’t fit, In the world around me. I try being helpful, I try being nice, In the world around me. Family is distant, … Continue reading The World Around Me
A Very Grim Letter, Indeed and Other Poems
By Srihith Jarabana A Very Grim Letter, Indeed Dear Reaper, Last night I envisioned myself with a scythe As I briskly exited the blind mirror room But it was difficult, let me be the first to tell you Since it only takes an old friend like you to guide me. I apologize, I tried to … Continue reading A Very Grim Letter, Indeed and Other Poems
Legacy of my Grandmother
By Ali Ashhar My maternal grandmother narrates me a story of my mother she was the child who gifted her the most beautiful essence of her existence— motherhood she smiles and recalls my mother’s first day at school when she was only two and a half and got inducted into a new chapter of life … Continue reading Legacy of my Grandmother
Friends That Hold
By gia w. We put sulfur on acne, hold hair in exchange for vomit. The light of the TV becomes a halo as we gather around, screaming. The federal government and the news chew on my red corpse before it is even a corpse. Meanwhile, my friends press puzzle pieces into my palms. They resuscitate … Continue reading Friends That Hold
Two Abstract Paintings
By NIGHTMAN
Busy, busy, busy bee And Other Poems
By Michael Craig Busy, busy, busy bee Busy, busy, busy, bee. Buzzing by so busily. Busy, busy, busy, bee. Landing upon a flowering tree. Busy, busy, busy, bee. Nectar sweet is what he seeks. Busy, busy, busy, bee. Flying home so happily. Busy, busy, busy, bee. Honey sweet he makes for me. Mother’s Grace God … Continue reading Busy, busy, busy bee And Other Poems
Uriel Fox and The Train Derailment
By John F. Zurn In his endless wanderings through back streets, train stations, and city parks, Uriel Fox traveled incessantly, and wherever he went he stumbled upon people with difficult problems. Whether these problems appeared to be created by the individuals themselves or by some outside force of fear and intimidation, Uriel almost always found … Continue reading Uriel Fox and The Train Derailment
June Morning and June Evening
By John Ziegler June Morning The wind brushing the tall pines at night sounds like the husk of woodwinds. Morning light ignites the honeysuckle, sunshine warms my back. In my out - of - round bowl, voluptuous strawberries covered with home brewed yogurt, a slice of crusty toast. This lofty June morning small golden bees … Continue reading June Morning and June Evening
Tanka and Haiku
By Snigdha Agrawal Tanka hollowed-out tree trunk haven of feelings unvoiced lumberjack saws through prostrate on the floor lies castrated writers ghostly orange skies reflection from angry fires appetite for war vacant eyes stare at cereals on grocery floors Haiku grandpa breathed his lastpink dress shrink-wrapped in closetmissed date on prom night yellow daffodils mother's … Continue reading Tanka and Haiku
Academy of the Heart And Mind 