The Lovely Lady Who… by Britta Benson

For this man, I’m just the lovely lady who comes in once a week and plays Ludo with him. He has no idea why I visit. Perhaps, he thinks, I’m a community volunteer, like those do-gooder older women in pale lilac cashmere cardigans, widows, who seem to spend all their free time knitting more pale…

Self-Forgiveness by Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

With lowered eyesand a hushed mouth,silence my sighs,while in mid route. Plastered smiles fly,push sorrows down.Happy disguise,covers deep frowns. Frantic inside,loud voices shout,hurt and chastised,in and throughout. Draw breath in tight,knees hit the ground,faith flows up high,angelic sounds. Sweat beads baptize,hopes swirl around,wishes arise,dissolving clouds. Stop to reviseregrets and doubts.Life provides light,that clear and sprout….

This Species has to be Killed in its Infancy by Bogdan Dragos

the kid handed him a piece of paper and asked, “Can we put this one on the fridge?” It wasn’t a drawing “What’s this?” he asked There were words written on it I am getting in my car and I’m driving very far Following the star of my dreams It seems my destiny awaits as…

I’m Not Drunk by Bharath Upendra

I flushed my emotions down the drain, banging the door shut behind me. No matter how bright the day gets, I only sense darkness around. Morning is just another night with extra, sometimes unneeded light. Looking at the stains on the wall, I try to count my blessings. Not in vain, though. The gift of…

AQUA – Part 4

(A short story in Vietnamese by Trần Băng Khuê, translation into English by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm) PART 1- PART 2- PART 3- PART 4- Last night, I couldn’t close my eyes. I left my bed, headed for the kitchen, and found a knife with a small black handle, placed it next to a lemon…

We’re Animal Lovers Through and Through by Don Matthews

How nice to see the farmer Hand-feed his farm-grown cow We get a nice warm feeling inside Everything’s fine right now Where the farm-grown cow goes next We blot out from our mind It’s headed to the abattoir How very, very kind Into the supermarket we do go Along the red-meat aisle See all the…

Submissive Fogeys by Lamittan Minsah

Once upon a time, all animals considered Lion their perfect leader. They called him “King” ‘cause he never lost the ballot, and they loved him so much. Had he not said: “My fellow citizens, I am your leader, your honest and trustworthy ruler, on this seat I will sit, and after I my deputy Bear.”…

AQUA – Part 3

(A short story in Vietnamese by Trần Băng Khuê, translation into English by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm) PART 1- PART 2- PART 3- I took Aqua to a forest full of soothing leaves and lullabies. I took Aqua to my forest that particular day, the forest bed was thick with fallen leaves. But as they…

It was July then by Bharath Upendra

The rain was as unpredictable as the food they made at the food outlet adjacent to the bus stop that no-one frequents and no bus stops at. The highway had trucks lined up during the night and was almost deserted in the afternoons when I rode 25 kilometres from home just for the heck of…

AQUA – Part 2

(A short story in Vietnamese by Trần Băng Khuê, translation into English by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm) PART 1- PART 2- The dying atmosphere. Honestly, I couldn’t breathe on such days. The opening in my ears would slowly shut down. I would shut my ears to the sad stories of the world. Thus, in the…

Mystery by Iswar Prasad Kar

I am a mystery of all mysteries, marvellous and majestic.If you leave me enshrouded in the past,I will be an untold history.If unveiled and unfolded there will be alluring stories. Decoding me isn’t Duck soup.Nights would be spent unslept,for lifetime like a nightbird.Don’t touch me I am a firebolt. Its compelling and gruelling,enthralling and perplexing,implausible…

INSPIRATION by Michael Walters

Ian knew being creative meant a lot of perspiration Not that his muse always appreciated it She was as fickle as they came Pouting when he offered her the wrong sacrifices It made it difficult for him to get his novel done Reaching for the brandy, he poured a healthy fifth and pounded it back…

Fiery Lake by Jeff Flesch

love lives in each heartbeat and breath we take, regardless of past mistakes and the pain we rake like mist that takes me on a trip down memory lane and into the fiery lake I transpire. lingering on the petal of a flower and, within an hour? clarity becomes truth just like the love, I…

A Day in the Night of the Walking Sleeper by Tony Ashenden

Ah! The pain the wanting all over dilemma sober reach out sweet grape of confusion; a duchess spread out on her savage’s bed willing her blood red to the lips of her lackeying male, neither caring the speech or the stain of his whip. Taking the seventh of her seconding breaths at the weep of…

Shoot Your Questions at the Abyss by Bogdan Dragos

there is one supreme blissful presence here it’s night time I’m in my element Freshly awakened after a day of sleep I’m not a vampire I only used to wish I were when I first started living like this. What can I say, I was young and playful Now I know I’m something worse than…

Company by Bharath Upendra

Looking out the window, I hear the clouds saying goodbye. They sound like you or maybe you lent them your voice. But they keep following me, as if you sent them to keep me company. It’s a long ride home and you don’t want me to be alone. Leaning against my rucksack, I think of…