By Andrew Scott Broken I feel you slithering around me as I lay here, shaking, broken. You only come around during these times when it is believed I am at the weakest. You and your other demons have been hoping for this moment. I should have expected you when the snap occurred and my bones … Continue reading Broken and Other Poems
Can’t
By Eric Bryant Can’t Think Can’t Process Can’t Solve Can’t Heal Can’t Stay Can’t Go Can’t Love Can’t Feel Can’t Start Can’t Stop Can’t Move Can’t Fly Can’t Think Can’t Cry Can’t Live Can’t Die Eric is a creative songwriter and poet. He’s attracted to the abstract, the off-the-wall, and the unexpected. He’s open to … Continue reading Can’t
Grudges and Like I Knew You Would Disappear Today
By Ritiksha Sharma Grudges My father’s book of spells was always one page short of discovery and miracles, for we caught it one day; scraping away its own skin; falling epidermis, sloughing and shedding, exhausted under the force of handwritten notes; poor thing was always heavier than the day before; that is even when we … Continue reading Grudges and Like I Knew You Would Disappear Today
Snapshots and Like Mother, Like Daughter
By Kavita Sarin Snapshots Deep within the recesses Of An old, decrepit, iron trunk Lie remnants of lives once lived. As I reach out To pluck with my bare, shaking fingers Memories of a past not yet faded, An odor of sadness permeates my being. A weak, antiquated, yellowing Manila Holds reminiscences of lives That … Continue reading Snapshots and Like Mother, Like Daughter
The Forbidden Home of the Ancestors
By Marzia Rahman Of all the people in the world, I least expected my brother to knock at my door. That too in the early hours of dawn. Why do I like dawn so much? I often ask myself. Is it because of the serenity? Or the quietness? The world has yet to wake up; … Continue reading The Forbidden Home of the Ancestors
Academy Classics: Thrice
By Thomas Page Everybody in town knew about the murders. You couldn’t walk down Washington Street without someone tapping you on the shoulder to confirm what they already knew. The Harrisons had lived in this little ordinary house on top of Rodham Hill about fifteen long steps away from their neighbors—the Tiffanys. Dan Tiffany was … Continue reading Academy Classics: Thrice
Academy Classics: Pumpkin Art
By Jessica Page
The Mirror
By John Page You wake up. You're thirsty and need to go to the bathroom. You get up to go to the bathroom. You remember that you had an upsetting dream but not the details. You reach the bathroom door and suddenly feel afraid. You can’t explain it so you ignore it. You open the … Continue reading The Mirror
Snake-Cell Dreams
By Sandeep Kumar Mishra In his dreams, Rajan searches for the ghosts. He hunts for them, tracing their footsteps in the dirt. He is back in his hometown— he knows these roads. The moonlight shivers on his skin. The crooked streets rattle around him. His heart burns in his chest. Baba, mama. Where are you? … Continue reading Snake-Cell Dreams
The First Date
By Ruby Pressman As we walked in to the Little Mexican Kitchen on Main Street, I leaned in to open the door, but Joel opened it for me, and I said, “Thank you!”, revealing my blue turquoise bracelet with crosses on it. I thought this might bother him, but he didn’t say anything. “No problem,” … Continue reading The First Date
Academy of the Heart And Mind 