By John Grey Until now, she's only loved astronauts and, as I stare into her dark eyes, a jet stream of disappointment streaks behind her. She's listening for that countdown in my groping embarrassed silence, the explosion of takeoff in nervous, ground-hugging words. Here I am at the end of a long line of adventure … Continue reading “A LOVER OF ASTRONAUTS”

“What Shall I Do, My Dear?”

By Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein   Once the Sky told me to paint your eyes with his limitless/infinite shades, The Ocean overheard, He said, how can it be? how can it be? When He has boundless blues. Tell me dear, whom shall I please? When I was wondering, in what new name shall I call … Continue reading “What Shall I Do, My Dear?”