By John Dorroh 1. The first snow is pretty – virgin flakes whispering through cold air, cascading from billowy, gray clouds, landing gently on barren ground, fresh, mesmerizing, hopeful, promises (leaving a film of anticipation) Sadly, it loses its beauty. 2. She grew up in snow, clutched by its cold, blue talons; favored by wise … Continue reading “Collateral Damage”
Mother
By Sahaj Sabharwal You are my pain curing, You are my thoughts hearing, You are my progress rising, That's why soul of mine is good.. I am trying to be good, Don't worry I am like developing wood, Your eye is only on me stood, That's why soul of mine is good.. Whenever I am being … Continue reading Mother
“Still Life”
By Thomas Page Right before me there is a vase made of Glass imbued with unpotable water Criss-crossed with stems of varying widths which Are floating in a pseudo-creche, a yurt Acting as a spyglass to the other side. The flowers are every shade save blue Which blushes purple from red painted Flowers flanking the … Continue reading “Still Life”
The Time Traveler
By Ahmad Al-khatat If I had a time machine I would not go the dark part that built me up sad; or ahead to my unknown destiny and fearful future I would take it and go with it to the cemetery to bring me back to the last moments of my friends and see what … Continue reading The Time Traveler
“Write While It’s Quiet”
By John Dorroh She told me to write while it’s quiet, while the dogs are on the deck sunning in a dangerous summer sun, while the earth movers are not chewing up the ridge across the road, while the neighborhood kids are stuck at school, while the jackhammers are in the backs of workers’ … Continue reading “Write While It’s Quiet”
Without A Mouth
By Ahmad Al-khatat I asked my parents why the moon and sun exist without a mouth, and live with grief in their eyes my father said because mankind lies to each other every day, below the sincere sunshine then my mother said because mankind betrays To each other quickly and shamelessly under the moonlight today, … Continue reading Without A Mouth
Songs for Four Seasons
By Joan McNerney Spring Equinox This is when we search for color to transform cold grey. Rainfall begins its magic high lighting sky blue. We see stacks of luminous clouds as plants pop out emerald buds and forsythia busts open with sparkling yellow stalks. Trees dressed up in chic green boogie through noon breezes. Aromatic … Continue reading Songs for Four Seasons
My Relationship With The Last Day Of My Life
By Ahmad Al-khatat Lately I started having a close relationship with the last day of my life right after, death will collect my spirit somewhere near the broken gates of hell I recalled two young girls, laughing like headless chickens in the cage of Animal Farm, while George Orwell is alerting them from the danger … Continue reading My Relationship With The Last Day Of My Life
“A Quiz”
By Thomas Page The closest thing to silence echoes through the room. The lesson plans of other teachers bleed in through the walls Like a gushing wound by a riverbed To set the stage of unease. The occasional flip of paper Or the clawing of an eraser Work in syncopation led by no conductor. Does … Continue reading “A Quiz”
What’s Inside My Heart
By Ahmad Al-khatat What’s inside my heart is unraveled sorrows between regrets leaves from the trees of my honesty to the people I love the most What’s inside my heart are arteries living on my ache’s bad habits that could be a cure with eyes weeping every day I have no choice to stay healthy What’s … Continue reading What’s Inside My Heart
Academy of the Heart And Mind 