By Rajnish Mishra I had a dream, not a long time ago. It’s not the kind that I have anymore. In that dream I went back in time to a place that’s not there anymore. They were playing cricket there. I was playing my own age. So, I stood and watched them having all the … Continue reading I Had a Dream
Then I Left
By Rajnish Mishra, I come home after years and carry bribes along: bribes for minds to remember, to remind me the forgotten me. I carry chocolates for all. Death is of two kinds: permanent or temporary removal from a world. In my world of past I’m dead. I’m dead, nearly, for many. I’m dead … Continue reading Then I Left
Tricks Language Plays
By Rajnish Mishra My daughter, eight, looked at me with eyes: half-enquiring, half-afraid, eyes with faith, half, at least, and asked suddenly: Are we born again after death? I looked at my wife. Our eyes met. She smiled: that corners of the eyes, so-it-did-happen smile, and I knew it was not she who dropped a … Continue reading Tricks Language Plays
Post-Work Remains Left
I forgot the applewood bacon in the work fridge. My mother sleeps on the couch as infomercials promising or your money-back guarantee sins blast like music during a tumbling event. There isn't a single Z for shut-eye for me to borrow this evening, I sweated them out in eight-and-a-half hour aisle increments, but I'll get 'em back … Continue reading Post-Work Remains Left
Sunday Morning, At a Friend’s
By Alyssa Trivett Trains hopscotch over hangnail tracks, lollygagging into the next privileged horizon, the soundbites chewing up any ear-space we have left. Alyssa Trivett is a wandering soul. When not working two jobs, she listens to music and scrawls lines on the back of gas station receipts. Her work recently appeared at in Between … Continue reading Sunday Morning, At a Friend’s
Liberty at Watch
By John Page
Six months in
by John Page Hi, Everyone! John here. Hope you are enjoying the Academyoftheheartandmind. I was hoping to create a place where people who had some story, art or idea could come and get exposure for their work. It's been a very exciting six months and we have gone very far. Thank you everyone who has … Continue reading Six months in
Half a Year Later
By Thomas Page John has just told me we’ve been running Academy of the Heart and Mind for six months. Wow, that’s kind of a long time. How do you celebrate a website milestone? Is it like a birthday? Do I need to buy it a present? Do we get cake? I would definitely like … Continue reading Half a Year Later
Kissing Butterfly
By Maria Lagdameo I am here breathing still, pinning; Reminisce of a must have been. I saw you often only in my dreams, Your supple lips kissing me; ...whispering elegy We had a love, that we never get to say; Afraid, held back, forbidden in this world, Where hearts were used to barter for gains, With … Continue reading Kissing Butterfly
Everything You Left Behind (Reprise)
By Alyssa Trivett A compression sock. Wooden baseball bat. Power drills aligning the wall, armed to the teeth with battery packs. Rusted out workbench. Operational electric model train town, circa ’97. Miscellaneous slippers, plastic laboratory glasses, beakers, and pipettes. Old business cards from your consulting business. Referee whistles. Identification badges for the park district. A keychain … Continue reading Everything You Left Behind (Reprise)
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