By Jake Sheff I Trust Your Highness Will Excuse my Being Opal Creek “Do a similarity of paths in life and a similarity of situations give rise to a similarity in characters? As a general thing it doesn’t. For people with strong minds and spirits of their own it does not. They have their own … Continue reading I Trust Your Highness Will Excuse My Being Opal Creek and Other Poems
Formal Request
By Allison Futterman For LMF You come to my dorm room holding your pants in your right hand. In your left is an iron, and a jacket is crisply folded and draped over your arm. I realize this is your ROTC dress uniform. You pull out a roll of iron-on fabric tape from your backpack … Continue reading Formal Request
The Nightmare in the Sky
By Frank Kowal Billy’s mother was struggling to catch her breath. She had just dodged four lanes of fast-moving city traffic and was now holding onto an old public phone across the street from her building. But because a growing crowd was staring at her—she was wearing a bare-shouldered, sparkling red, floor-length evening gown—she kept … Continue reading The Nightmare in the Sky
The Practice
By Jim Woessner With great difficulty an old man climbs a creek bank carrying a large stone that looks as if it weighs twenty pounds. Although he walks slowly and bends at the waist, he appears relatively fit for someone in his eighties. His short white hair and stubby beard accentuate the deep lines in … Continue reading The Practice
Cosmic Wildflowers
By Susan H. Evans The freshly-tilled plot appeared unpromising -- uneven, furrowed rows with big clods of dirt, weeds, and grass poking out from under the lumps like wobbly rows of buried Friar’s heads. I unsealed the Cosmo’s packet, and sprinkled the infinitesimal black dots haphazardly atop the furrows, not bothering to rake the ground … Continue reading Cosmic Wildflowers
Seeking the Color of the Shadows
By Chitra Gopalakrishnan I sit with old and young relatives in Coimbatore, in Tamil Nadu, in the south of India, in my aunt Radha’s home, or rather on her balmy thinnai, her long and wide red oxide porch, its polish alive and glistening at a level of perfection that can be achieved only by hundreds … Continue reading Seeking the Color of the Shadows
Heart
By I.G. It was in the heart of New York City where I lost my mind and, yet to find the contract I signed I have got the southern hospitality of a country land living closely with grace from dignity's hand Out in the distance I keep an eye on misery's demand for memories like … Continue reading Heart
Grate Garden
By Alex Andy Phuong A man stepped out into the sunlight. Dawn had just came about, and then this person felthis feet upon the grass. Unfortunately, there were many weeds scattered throughout the lawn.The man toiled the soil, yet remembered the beauty of the Earth. Through love and care, thisman felt connected to the land, … Continue reading Grate Garden
In Your Eyes
By Blue Carrisole In your eyes I exploit the warm barriers of pessimism Its my comfort place, My safe space And now, its glow rains on my face As I dance on the blades of its malice In your eyes I’m anointed the cold colours of truth Because I shriek at the touch Of the … Continue reading In Your Eyes
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