Q. Javon Overton I write about love, the way it can twist in you into knots or lay you down smooth and fulfilling. I write about knowing…… Read more “What I Write About”
Category: 7TH ISSUE
Review of David Estringel’s Indelible Fingerprints
Reviewed by Maryam Qureshi, Adviser & Columnist at The Elixir Magazine Title: Indelible Fingerprints Author: David Estringel Published by Alien Buddha Press, April 2019. ISBN: 978-1091941311 Page: 111 Price: $10.36 (USD) Indelible Fingerprints by David Estringel is an incredible work of poetry…… Read more “Review of David Estringel’s Indelible Fingerprints”
Some Memories Never Fade
Maryam Qureshi Cold December night, recurrent sound of chilly winds striking against the window panes like a stranger who would keep on knocking on the front door…… Read more “Some Memories Never Fade”
Gâteau d’amour
Suhail AlHammady My Milania: It’s quite odd how all places become a replica of one another when you are away! Dreadful is Paris without the tiny wrinkles…… Read more “Gâteau d’amour”
The Best Day Left is Today
Todd Mercer The next generation push into established neighborhoods,assume leases, move from drone-work to management.Prideful up-and-comers pressure the near aged-out, drop hints of greener pastures. The experienced,…… Read more “The Best Day Left is Today”
LETTER TO MY BELOVED
Ogu Chukwuebuka Kizito Reminiscing on my journey to this sad, dejected state I found myself. I remember when you said: you will always be there for me,…… Read more “LETTER TO MY BELOVED”
Like Rain, Nostalgia Comes Rushing Through
Sheryl Anne S. Lugtu It is raining yet I do not feel irritated at all even though I left my umbrella at home. I love the rain…… Read more “Like Rain, Nostalgia Comes Rushing Through”
Moment of Silence
Wafula p’Khisa [In memory of Wakini Kuria] A tale is told of your heart, its warmth and tendernessThat touched lives in ways nobody can properly expressThose who…… Read more “Moment of Silence”
Solace
David Estringel what to do with these moody blues?words capture little, collapsing on the tongue.like wicker baskets of water,the head can’t hold thoughts that run cold, along…… Read more “Solace”
Le Conte
Dana AlNajjar In our middle school walks, I procrastinated our talksI used all the power in my brain, And it wasn’t enough to promote me to your…… Read more “Le Conte”
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