Vacation
Arizona was a dry attic we broke into. You told me how we entered in a window splitting under the weight of sunlight, how…
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Arizona was a dry attic we broke into. You told me how we entered in a window splitting under the weight of sunlight, how…
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By Salli Shepherd Poets are constantly crippled, creatively. It’s the way it works. You write a line and, just now, right now, it seems…
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In this short interview, Ms Larson—illustrator extraordinaire—talks about her craft, how she got started and what inspires her (among other things) with Creative Director…
Read MoreSeptember 1st, 1939Â If those who do not know history are doomed to repeat themselves, we are in a tornado. Turning vicious cycles. The…
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My apartment I’ve written so many poems about my little apartment, what’s one more? This poem is about the lady two floors up, who…
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The walls erected as adults can be so damaging when imposed on children. Maria Amir examines social boundaries.
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Note:    truth is not beauty neither is     beauty equivalent to truth dismissi ng the initial — Eve    (and Serpent)    Know what God knows….
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The new goddess for the New Age
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By Myron Hardy There were three visiting hours left. My sister dropped me off at the house and turned right back in the…
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Maria Khan is a 2009 graduate from the National College of Arts, Lahore’s College of Art & Design. Apart from pursuing painting as her…
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