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Short Fiction and Poetry
I Want To Chop The Moon Into Tiny Pieces by Hemanta Dalpati, trans. Pitambar Naik
We compose songs on a moonlit night, we sing humobauli and play hide
and seek, on a moonlit night, go to the jungle [...]
I Hear You by Collins Aguilar
He brought a gun to the house.
It is a cold and heavy and alien-looking thing that Daniel waves in his left hand [...]
It Began With Water by Shirley Jones Luke
It began with water. It began with bodies in the water. It began with African bodies in the water. [...]
Soulful Voices by Ali Ashhar
I sit beneath the sky
on a midsummer night
aside the brook
aloof from the turbulence
and cacophonies I try to evade
Staring At A World Gone By by Richard M. Ankers
I'm staring at a world gone by, laughing without reason or want. There are people on the pathways and cars on the street, but they hide[...]
The Way Of Things; One Day by Richard LeDue
Too many of us bury ourselves under smiles,
believing in the flat happiness
of dollar bills, [...]
A Remedy For The Rat Race by Rizza Corella Punsalan
1, 2, 3. Joe drank as quickly as he could so nobody could catch him. Flames licked his throat, and sunlight held his skin [...]
Sickroom; Guidelines by Michael Igoe
Sickroom A matter of fact thrill likely bends in an arc A thrill sends signals in different directions. ...
Disciple by Chris Klassen
When I first announced that I was leaving everything to follow Him, my wife and daughter couldn't understand. [...]
Self-Eye by Eddie Malone
I understood very early that I was not Bonny despite what my parents named me. But I could make myself forget. [...]
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