Greta: Thanks for doing the interview, anyway, on such short notice. I don’t want to do Zoom or Google Hangout. Staring at faces on the screen creeps…… Read more “I Don’t Expect You to Believe Me”
Category: LITERATURE
Grocery Store Blues
Diane Payne Norma stands there, not exactly caressing the mango, more smelling the mango while giving it a little squeeze here and there. “Hard to know which…… Read more “Grocery Store Blues”
Behind the Grey Curtains
Aqueb Safwan Jaser Tareq often missed his childhood. He missed the plucking of lavender from the field, he missed flying vibrant colored kites in the sky and…… Read more “Behind the Grey Curtains”
The Phone with Eyes
John C. Mannone It rings a hellish ring, and then it talks to me: everyday those eyes would stare while glowing in their plastic sockets. I do…… Read more “The Phone with Eyes”
Between Meetings
JBMulligan Martin couldn’t remember who his first real protégé had been. They called it mentoring now, but that didn’t change things. Was it Tony, sitting across the…… Read more “Between Meetings”
Eating Pears on the Rooftop
David Estringel Come!Let us eat green pears—cold—at night on the rooftopunder burdened boughs of the old yewand the moon’s pale glow.Let us loveand laugh at myths and…… Read more “Eating Pears on the Rooftop”
Sleeping Beaten
Melisscious Moose A name wasn’t what they called me.What they called me identified me by the colour of my skin.The colour of mud. The colour of faded,…… Read more “Sleeping Beaten”
Duende
David Estringel Green is the taste of bitter rind that lingers on your fingertips,cutting through the sweetness of icebox orange smilesbursting on my tongue, lovingly fed,conjuring the…… Read more “Duende”
The Audition
Gary Beck “Next,” the stage manager called. I looked around to be sure it was my turn, and she repeated impatiently: “Next.” I took a deep breath,…… Read more “The Audition”
Give me your shoulder to Lean on, he cried.
Ogu Chukwuebuka Kizito A woman I loved more than my life now loves another. A man I once knew as a friend banned me from his presence.…… Read more “Give me your shoulder to Lean on, he cried.”
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