Toads on Lily Pads

By Mehreen Ahmed There used to be a green pond once next to our house. This house had a red-tiled roof and a great many picture windows. It was situated on a hill known as the Dev Pahar in Chittagong. Through those picture windows, I could see the pond down by the valley. The pond … Continue reading Toads on Lily Pads

Feet Will Walk Forever

By Ian Copestick   All afternoon, the snow it fell and the city came to a standstill. Just a light dusting, an inch or so, and no one knows how to drive. Me, I laugh at the fuming faces as I stroll on by. My shoe leather faster than their expensive engines. Which will soon … Continue reading Feet Will Walk Forever