Soap Bubbles

By Michal Reiben Clouds drift on a gentle breeze in an Iris blue sky. Tree’s branches sway in the warm light wind and birds in the trees chatter. An old hag wearing a moth-eaten dress with a face like crumpled paper is sitting on a bench by the side of a playground. She’s enjoying the … Continue reading Soap Bubbles

From the Depth of my Grave

By Arti Rai I'm burried under the soil now resting in peace , rains have shed flood of tears , drops seeped onto  my breathless body , I thought  nature cried . A headstone showing human words would console my lying layers of earth I would heap over my brutal bones getting brawn . In … Continue reading From the Depth of my Grave

Honorable Mention Piece from the Short Fiction Contest: Death Comes to Aishbagh by Divyanka Sharma

I was getting ready for work when mom told me of grandma’s death. Ambulances were rushing to Beth Israel Medical Center, urgently piercing the morning air with their siren call for space. Ubers and Lyfts and cabs were angrily honking in the 9am rush hour; East Village in New York was ablaze with indifferent and … Continue reading Honorable Mention Piece from the Short Fiction Contest: Death Comes to Aishbagh by Divyanka Sharma