By Ranjit Kulkarni I don’t know who I should call a friend. Friendships happen out of nowhere when doing things together. And once they happen, I often find myself keeping them going whether I like it or not. I have made friends when I chanced upon someone who read a common book. I have made … Continue reading My Friend Vishal
Rounds
By Chris Toto Zaremba I left the market slowly walking behind a stooped over elderly man.I teased, "Lets get a move on here!"He stopped, straightened out and turned to me with a chuckle,"At 92, I don't move too fast!"We ended up talking for over an hour. He was doing his 'rounds' he told me: to … Continue reading Rounds
Driving in Third Gear
By Edith Gallagher Boyd The third floor balcony where we live is a sanctuary for me in many ways. Although it is in Florida, it has an “up north” feel to it, an expression I’ve heard countless times since we moved to the town of Jupiter. The balcony is surrounded with Florida maples, pine trees, … Continue reading Driving in Third Gear
The Globe
By William Baker It is noisy in the dark, stuffy house and hard to sleep. Momma has a lot of people over and they are loud. Paul looks at the globe on his nightstand and shakes it. The silver white snow swirls around the miniature figures on the bridge and they become obscure, hidden in … Continue reading The Globe
The Lane is a River
By Ann Christine Tabaka We were in our mid-forties when we decided to get married. We had both been married before. At that point in our lives, we thought it would be best if we found that perfect house before exchanging our vows. At our age we knew we did not need to buy … Continue reading The Lane is a River
Primrose
By Michal Reiben Once upon a time, in a faraway land there lived a happy family of fairies--Acorn, Lilac, and their daughter Primrose. Tragically, Lilac was devoured by a dragon which caused her light to go out. Acorn, not wishing to remain alone, remarried a beautiful, bewitching fairy named Thistle. Unbeknown to him she was … Continue reading Primrose
The Face of the Oppressed
By Michael Emeka A brisk wind stirred up waste papers, old cellophane bags, dead leaves and empty containers from the refuse dump by the roadside and chased them across the street. I didn’t see the objects because it was pitch-dark. But I felt them skitter past me, some getting caught at my feet. And I … Continue reading The Face of the Oppressed
Seeking the Color of the Shadows
By Chitra Gopalakrishnan I sit with old and young relatives in Coimbatore, in Tamil Nadu, in the south of India, in my aunt Radha’s home, or rather on her balmy thinnai, her long and wide red oxide porch, its polish alive and glistening at a level of perfection that can be achieved only by hundreds … Continue reading Seeking the Color of the Shadows
Ya Dara, Fly Tadorna
By Ruth Ticktin Most days before she went off to school, Dara was home alone with Matu, her grandmother. Matu was busy cooking for her husband and grandchildren, doing laundry, cleaning, mending clothes and sheets. Matu took Dara shopping with her, they walked to the market daily, and she made sure Dara was bathed, fed … Continue reading Ya Dara, Fly Tadorna
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
Academy of the Heart And Mind 