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
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
My Three Pandemics
By Janet Yoder 1. The Asian Flu, H2N2 When I was five, I learned the words Asian Flu. On July 19, 1957, my mother gave birth to her fourth child, my youngest sister. While she was still in the hospital, my mother was visited by a woman who, along with her husband, were trying to … Continue reading My Three Pandemics
Toads on Lily Pads
By Mehreen Ahmed There used to be a green pond once next to our house. This house had a red-tiled roof and a great many picture windows. It was situated on a hill known as the Dev Pahar in Chittagong. Through those picture windows, I could see the pond down by the valley. The pond … Continue reading Toads on Lily Pads
Superman Loses His Powers
By Dan French He was larger than life. Rippling biceps, which he flexed in front of us. He seemed able to lift anything, solve any task, fix any machine, take care of everything that came his way. He had it all, or seemed to. He delighted in pouring red blood from the dinner platter of … Continue reading Superman Loses His Powers
Why I Write
By Alex Andy Phuong Why do people write? What is the point of worrying about events, places, and characters created through the human imagination? They are not even real! Some people major in English while in college because they are bookworms. Sometimes they could be very similar to Belle from Beauty and the Beast, and … Continue reading Why I Write
Water and Living Instead of Feeling Frozen
By Alex Andy Phuong Water A fundamental fact is that water provides life. It can cleanse the body and clean up messes. Water is essential because everyone is a filthy creature by default. Ironically, water can also cause death. That was why more than a thousand people perished when the Titanic sank in 1912. … Continue reading Water and Living Instead of Feeling Frozen
Dinnertime Dogma
By Carol Glick The other night, Shankar Vedantam from NPR's Hidden Brain paddled down the iPhone-podcast stream and docked at my dining room table. I welcomed Mr. Vendantam. He demanded nothing of me other than an open mind and a listening ear. His digital presence removed the pressure to social distance. Best of all, the … Continue reading Dinnertime Dogma
Having an Education and Other Prose by Alex Andy Phuong
Having an Education Ever since I was six years old, I strived to emulate the teachers who inspired me to become the educator that I am today. Ironically, I did not like to read when I was a child. Nevertheless, I still went on to earn college degrees in English, and currently work as an … Continue reading Having an Education and Other Prose by Alex Andy Phuong
The Song That Woke Me Up
By Alex Andy Phuong For the longest time, I viewed life with an existential perspective as I previously believed that life simply has no meaning. Lost and confused, I doubted the possibility that there is a reason for why I live. However, the simple act of curiosity helped me experience what I … Continue reading The Song That Woke Me Up
Academy of the Heart And Mind 