By N.T. Chambers I am not the universe as you are not the stars and we are not nearly the tomorrow we once might have been. Just us, now - different and unsure of the neighbors we’d be in a year or the couple people would see in twenty - two people trying to be … Continue reading Currently
The Crown; a clown, a doom and A True Coward
By Unimke Ugbong The Crown; A clown, A doom The crown is a poison When sits upon a clown An entertaining doom It bring upon a kingdom Every poke, be right or wrong Bring about a joke, to the song Then slowly, the song turns to a mourn When all folly, is eaten As a … Continue reading The Crown; a clown, a doom and A True Coward
Letters
By George Michael Brown The year was 1988. My mother had passed away the previous December, my father twenty-seven years before that. I was cleaning out their house, getting it ready to sell; the house I grew up in. I was removing items out of a small room in the basement, hidden behind the furnace, … Continue reading Letters
The parlour stove
By Vahida Berberovic Like so many children of my generation, my brother and I grew up with two working parents, and no one thought too much of leaving children alone at home. My parents had moved to Germany form the then-Yugoslavia, and my mother was keen to work and reap the benefits of earning her … Continue reading The parlour stove
Fall Swallowing Me Whole and Other Poems
By Maria Rohde Fall Swallowing Me Whole As the summer winds down, the days get shorter & the sun slides into the sky sooner & sooner still. The air threatens to slice into my skin, a knife, quick & easy. When this happens, if I am not careful, fall will swallow me in one gulp, … Continue reading Fall Swallowing Me Whole and Other Poems
Intensive Care
By Yolanda M. Joosten you stay as late as you can, given that you haven’t slept much in a couple of days, but who can sleep in a chair in the ICU when their mother is so close to death, so you listen to the doctor, talk to the nurse and leave them your number … Continue reading Intensive Care
Witnessing the Call
By Diane Cypkin I think he knew . . . I could see the sadness in his eyes. I could see the fear. He kept trying to get up. He kept turning toward the window and the sun, warming the room . . . The two people around him cared. They cleaned him. They hugged … Continue reading Witnessing the Call
Zero Crew
By Hannah Morehead My eyes were sore when I squeezed out of my rack. Sharp pains shot up my legs as my ankles banged on the rungs attached to the rack below mine. The bunkroom was quiet aside from my rustling, the fan in the center dinging every other second and the occasional snore from … Continue reading Zero Crew
Island of Stability and Other Poems
By Chris Krishna-Pillay Island of Stability There are moments of true serenity To breathe, to not think, respite to unwind Places and times where there is space to be Quiet things tip-toe back to front of mind Do we not all yearn for moments like this? It would be more than just soothing when found … Continue reading Island of Stability and Other Poems
Ercan
By Ashok Shenolikar “What’s your name?” I asked the taxi driver after my wife Bharati and I settled in the backseat. “Erjan,” he said. “You want to visit the Hagia Sophia?” he asked. When we agreed he said there would be a two-hour minimum charge. We thought that was reasonable. And we didn’t have any … Continue reading Ercan
Academy of the Heart And Mind 