Sometimes … and please don’t take this to be as overdramatic is at may sound … it’s easy to wonder why you do this sort of thing. Why publish an online literary journal? Why write poetry and fiction at all? … Continue reading→
The Journey
By Rev. Catherine Reed
From her hotel window
She watches young and old women
In and out of cars on the corner
sashaying slowly by
Seems like a lifetime away
Same corner- … Continue reading→
The Gateway West
By Mikkel Snyder
So, if a city has a personality
maybe it also has a soul.
Maybe it dreams…
-Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 8: Worlds’ End
And since it dreams, it … Continue reading→
Scott Wannberg
By E. Amato
One day
they will find
Scott Wannberg
they will find him
they will get him
they will pick him up
from somewhere
dog-eared
left-over
not put … Continue reading→
At the crossroads
By Kirsten Le Harivel
The rickshaw driver sees me,
dupatta flapping, tiffin swinging;
late as usual.
As we head to my office
we speak about his daughter,
her child in Kolkata.
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