By Ashley Moss I should probably call you, but I won’t. We should probably remain friends. I know you want to, but I don’t. My broken heart has to mend. It’s not really my style to be so mean and ignore you. I’m not myself. My intention was never to hurt you. We should just … Continue reading This Is My Farewell
Black Miniskirt
By Sangeetha G She secretly removed the black colored miniskirt and pastel top from the cupboard and stuffed them hurriedly into her bag. She then adjusted the tip of her saree over her head to make her face only partially visible. She did not forget to wear all the signs of a traditional daughter-in-law - … Continue reading Black Miniskirt
When Winter Whispered, “Wonder”
By Zeyneb Kaya Winter awakes from my window. Wires fall from my heart and coil through white sheets. A crimson-red wristband attests to my captivity, shackles to my freedom. My eyes are red-rimmed and swollen, salt on my cheeks. There are fears that spin around in chaos in my mind, of what I know and … Continue reading When Winter Whispered, “Wonder”
The Nameless Dead and Other Poems
By Richard LeDue The Nameless Dead Adam and Eve's infinite cousins (endlessly removed), and they eat apples too or don't, but few believe the worms lost for turning an apple tree into a wrong turn, probably because the ground tastes like Sunday school lessons in a church basement, or the swallowed griefs at a funeral, … Continue reading The Nameless Dead and Other Poems
King of Clay and Other Poems
By Douglas J. Lanzo King of Clay Sounding his pain… playing each match like his last defying all that say his best days are in the past… Coated in dirt… thumping off layers of clay caked on his tennis shoes, from sprinted shots on display. Dripping in sweat… hyper-rotating the ball to maximize its spin … Continue reading King of Clay and Other Poems
Daily Routine of an Octogenarian and Other Poems
By Bhupesh Chandra Karmakar Daily Routine of an Octogenarian I had a chance to meet an old man who was walking smartly with few people on the park While conversing he said that he is now more 84 years and spends leisure time writing articles It seems he grew up in a remote village without … Continue reading Daily Routine of an Octogenarian and Other Poems
They Call It Halloween
By c.t. zaremba It was a quiet chilly October night. The moon hid its face, there was no light. A black cat crossed my path and hissed. Then I saw young lovers steal a kiss. I saw a pumpkin smile, a witch fly by, Mothers holding babies so not to cry. Monsters, goblins, ladies fair. … Continue reading They Call It Halloween
Academy Classics: Halloween’s End
By Jessica Ricks Jacob, Chrissy, and Marcus made their way to the end of the long, winding street. It was getting late. Houses were starting to turn off their lights indicating that they were done giving out candy. The streets that were busy with kids, and some teenagers, going from door to door in their … Continue reading Academy Classics: Halloween’s End
Soul Cakes
By Stephanie Greene I’m making soul cakes for Jesse, my lost brother. In times of turmoil, we turn to charms. I don’t have fingernail clippings or tender little bouquets of his hair to include in some spell; I’m improvising here. The medievals have us beat, reaching as they did, beyond death. On All Souls’ Day, … Continue reading Soul Cakes
I Go Up and Other Poems
By Holly Day I Go Up Since we can’t go out, I go up, bring my flashlight with me to the roof the highest point of the house, shine it up. If there is someone up there that can see me, trapped in my house, sitting on my roof flashing messages in Morse Code, binary, … Continue reading I Go Up and Other Poems
Academy of the Heart And Mind 