A LOST VIOLIN, A LAST LETTER HOME By Mike Dillon
LIVING IN AND BEYOND THE WORLDby L. S. Hope
Truthfully, there are things I miss about living in the world.If I lived in the world, I would go to natural history museums. I would visit...
TWENTY FIRST CENTURY SLAVES By Naya Antoun
TWENTY FIRST CENTURY SLAVESby Naya Antoun
Despair, loss, feeling hopeless, being abandoned. Those are a few words to describe my nannie’s childhood.At the age of twelve, she was obligated to surrender her education, and simply...
NEOLIBERALISMO E AUTORITARISMO: DUAS FACES DE UMA MOEDA por Beatriz Mestre
1 Introdução
Nascido do modelo capitalista que marcou vincadamente o período seguinte à Revolução Industrial e que, de forma mais ou menos vincada, alimentou a escalada autoritária dos anos 30 do século XX, o neoliberalismo...
WHEN’S MOM GETTING HOME by Alex de Cruz
WHEN'S MOM GETTING HOMEby Alex de Cruz
I slowly drove the car with my three young children along the frozen-dirt road that ran between the rows of trees. We were at a Christmas tree farm,...
HOME FROM THE BARBER’S by Yoon Chung
Home from the Barber’s
by Yoon Chung
The flash of confusion on his face is not off-putting. I had prepared myself for it. Smiling, I ask the barber for a haircut.
“I’m sorry, but this is a...
THE PSYCHOPATH By Wendy Swift
THE PSYCHOPATHby Wendy Swift
I struggle to grasp that Danny is an alcoholic, despite the glaring evidence. I understand drinking is a way of life for him, to the extent that when our kids reach...
THE BLUE ROOM by Shelbi Tedeschi
The Blue Room
I lie in the spare bedroom of our little house. First house. I am wrapped in a twin-sized comforter from one of our college dorm rooms, even though the room is too...
PERCY SHELLEY’S POETRY By Matthew Ross
PERCY SHELLEY’S POETRYby Matthew Ross
Non-Linear Temporality and Causality, Trans-Dimensional Space, and the Struggle to Grasp it All; Percy Bysshe Shelley, a Pioneer
A to B. Water freezes into ice – fire boils the former and...
SHAPING BEHAVIOR By Isabelle Runge
SHAPING BEHAVIORby Isabelle Runge
I pressed my foot firmly into the gas pedal, maneuvering in and out of lanes at an anxious pace. With one hand on the wheel, I reached my other into the...
ABOUT POETRY, ITS THERAPEUTIC EFFECT, IMMORTALITY AND THE SOUL
ABOUT POETRY, ITS THERAPEUTIC EFFECT, IMMORTALITY AND THE SOULby Dr. Raymond Fenech
Whether messages were conveyed in prose or poetic form, I always knew that there was something special about writers. Since I started writing...