By Ashok Shenolikar “What’s your name?” I asked the taxi driver after my wife Bharati and I settled in the backseat. “Erjan,” he said. “You want to visit the Hagia Sophia?” he asked. When we agreed he said there would be a two-hour minimum charge. We thought that was reasonable. And we didn’t have any … Continue reading Ercan
Poems by Pat St. Pierre
Memories of You Memories of you haunt me while sleeping. I ask myself why they disturb me so. I wake from memory like dreams and fear makes me tremble. I want to remember the good times but all that enters my mind is a fearful memory of you. The happy times existed but your rage … Continue reading Poems by Pat St. Pierre
Academy of the Heart And Mind 