R + N 4EVER – By Elliot Greiner
R+N 4EVERBy Elliot Greiner
R + N 4ever
Their initials are scoopedinto the curb of thegrocery’s parking lot,the remains of a promisecollecting age,the glances of passerby.
I imagine theauthors crouchingthere, fat-fingeringinto concrete theirreceipt from havingloved,
not thinking ofthe...
TIMES – By Anwer Ghani
LITERARY CONTESTSFICTIONNONFICTIONPOETRYHAPPENINGSBOOK REVIEWSINTERVIEWSNEW TITLESART & PHOTOGRAPHYADELAIDE Independent Quarterly Literary Magazine / Revista Literária Independente Trimestral, New York / Lisboa, Online Edition TIMESBy Anwer Ghani The SunsetMy hand is so hot like the soul of the sunset. It...
THANKSGIVING – By Obi Nwakanma
THANKSGIVINGBy Obi Nwakanma
Thanksgiving
It is the seventh month, and theUvene fruits are ripe again -The wild berries, plump with juice;The breadfruit, and the gourds are full, heavyLike the pregnant women of this landAbout to give,...
MORAL ORAL – By Zach Trebino
MORAL ORALBy Zach Trebino
death’s mouth
one morning, we wake in a coiled embrace, dead.i don’t know how i even know this. after years inthat now-rotten mattress, our vertebrae have fusedand risen in a skeletal trunk....
FACES OF LOVE – By Faleeha Hassan
FACES OF LOVEBy Faleeha Hassan
Faces of love Do not carry me in your handLike a small bird wet with rain dropsLove is a traumatic experienceBut I want to live itTo keep my windows overlooking the...
SIMPLE PLEASURES ELUDE ME LIKE FIREFLIES
SIMPLE PLEASURES ELUDE ME LIKE FIREFLIESBy Shirley Jones-Luke
Simple Pleasures Elude Me like Fireflies
Joy flits away in the moonlight,solitude is the crystal tears of starsdropping in clouds that shift restlesslyabove a dark world, I feel...
FINGERNAIL CLIP #2 – By Kevin Rabas
FINGERNAIL CLIP #2By Kevin Rabas
Fingernail Clip #2
Running late,playing brushes tonight,and loading big metalcymbal and snare stands in,tricky on the fingers,so I’m in the parking lotstanding, quickly clipping my nails,so the finger clippings don’t stickto...
RISEN – By John L. Stanizzi
RISENBy John L. Stanizzi
RisenBe on such simple, cordial terms with those under you that when you are all together,it would be impossible to say which is the superior.-St. Vincent de Paul
Each log is consumes...
FORBIDDEN LOVE – By Ray Fenech
FORBIDDEN LOVEBy Ray Fenech
Forbidden LoveWhen they made love the first timeHe never thought she’d walk away;In his mind it was: until death do us apart.When she wiped his sperm from her handIt was the...
LIKE WIND – By Ed Hack
LIKE WINDBy Ed Hack
Weather In America
The lightning didn't stop. An hour or moreit lit the reddish sky at 3amas rain slashed down in waves, terrific pourthat drenched the screens, as if it couldn't end,and...