by Greg Roensch The still water bottles were happiest when the sparkling stayed on the opposite side of the shelf. In truth, both sides preferred to keep any interaction to a minimum. The way the […]
Tag: creative writing
Two Poems
by Angelica Liu Oblivious It began with– a dumb pain, as if a nip in heart and then– a silent scream, as if a struggle underwater and then– a static breakdown, as if a dying […]
Dr. Anay Ayarovu: Author of STAZR The World Of Z
by Karina DiGregorio Interviewer, Karina DiGregorio, interviews Author, Dr. Anay Ayarovu, about her new novel STAZR The World Of Z: The Dawn Of Athir. What inspired you to write STAZR? STAZR The World Of Z […]
The Harrowing Tale of Wyoming Jack-Rabbits
by Dan A. Cardoza I can’t get enough interstate I-80, between Melissa and her recent past. I never anticipated that I’d see so many dead Jack-Rabbits. Tommy isn’t far behind. I’m convinced of that. I […]
Static
by Amanda Pendley stagnant hum of surf worn bodies/ washed up on shorelines/ bathtubs/ sewers/ what it means to be underneath/ passed over/ laid to rest in foggy water/ laid to bed in defeat/ in […]
A Window Of Hope: A Review Of A New Year’s Eve Recollection by Chekhov
by Khalifa Al-Kuwari Magic, snow and anticipation are an integral part of the web of imagery around the festivities accompanying the marking of New Year’s Eve, an evening in which one always hopes that the […]
Connie Girl
by Norman Klein That’s what he called me that morning, as my eyes opened, and both of us saw the kid lying there bloody, smaller than a bird, smaller enough to flush it down, then […]
Shipwrecked
by Aaron Hicks The family and the house fell on hard times, only to never recover again. What happened next was both unforeseen and yet expected. Poverty had passed itself down from generation to generation […]
So Are You A Muslim or What?
by Omar Hussain The day I bury my dad there are last-minute volunteers for Democrats and Republicans, holding cheap-looking messenger bags with overflowing pamphlets, canvassing the neighborhood. The energy from their red or blue pins […]
My Nana’s Video Cassette Library, His Death
by Kashiana Singh My nana’s bookshelf was my paradise readers digests, Huckleberry Finn a Britannica encyclopedia a Quran too then he grew older, my Nani died, and aloneness arrived. He decided to transform into a […]
