Blue She Was and Other Prose Poems

By Ennie Moe Blue She Was She was Blue; An azure River that flowed with the terms of the wind — aimless and lost in an ocean of pitch black.She was Blue, for melancholy had marred her soul with burning bruises of pale lilac.She was Blue, and she knew not any other color to feel than the one …

Missing and Other Poems

By Andrew Scott Missing Used to see pictures of the missing, everyday, everywhere. The persons were either gone for days or for yeas on end. Makes a person think how or why they went missing. For some, when it came time, did the person become lost, disoriented due to a condition? Not knowing where they …

Fearless of Death

By Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein I fear not Death. Death is the ultimate truth. Death is waiting. For the next life Where I will be judged. By the Almighty. Or there is no afterlife. But Death is the end. The curtains of the play called life Finally comes to close. Death is where are no …

Paths Not Taken

By Cathy Beaudoin You wouldn’t know it, but Nadine walked just fast enough to miss the little details in life. Today, like most other days, she walked in the early morning. Skippy, her white, shaggy-haired mutt, trotted alongside her. He panted heavily, not from being overweight, but because Nadine hustled to get in her five …

Colonel Bauer’s Choice

By Lucas Zhou Fresh from the military academy, Colonel Bauer was a quiet young man whose bright, seafoam- green eyes captured the hearts of the high society ladies of Vienna. In normal times he spoke with a soft voice. When a flustered young servant ran into the parlor waving a telegram from Linz in his …

From the Water

By AJ Lyndon It was not enough that they had enslaved us. It was not enough that we toiled for them night and day. It was not enough that our men came home exhausted, shaking, sweating, their bodies torn, if they came home at all. It was not enough to keep us at death’s threshold. …

Summer Contest Poetry Winner: “A Late Summer’s Billboard at Dusk” and Other Poems

By Ken Gosse A Late Summer’s Billboard at Dusk There’s promised relief dead ahead. Finally, stopping for bread! We’ll spend lots of dough, because, on the go, our car guzzles gas without lead. Another long, tiresome day. Before sunrise, we’re on our way. Each joyful summer vacation’s a bummer, but we’d rather leave home than …

Summer Contest Fiction Winner: “A Most Unforgettable Experience”

By Felicita Robinson When Martha invited me to spend the summer vacation with her, I was overjoyed. This was my first trip to the country part of Jamaica. Being a city girl, I was delighted that I was going to actually spend the entire summer away from the city. However, I didn’t bargain for what …

Four Compartments of the Heart and Other Artwork

By KJ Hannah Greenberg Top Row, Left to Right: "Four Compartments of the Heart," "Progress," and "Dragon" Bottom Row, Left to Right: "Bovine," "Mitosis" and "Yups"

Vanadium

By Jim Bates I always wanted to be an airline pilot. My dad was one. My grandfather, too. The fact that both were killed in airplane crashes did not deter my enthusiasm. "I don’t get it, Jerry,” Mom wondered out loud when I was ten years old and told her of my dream. “Why would …