The past makes its way through
“You think you know where you’re going/until a voice rises through the air/on a midsummer’s night…”
Weekend poem, by Ayesha Chatterjee.
“You think you know where you’re going/until a voice rises through the air/on a midsummer’s night…”
Weekend poem, by Ayesha Chatterjee.
“In here, if you’re white and you have blonde hair your nickname is Bieber.” Story of the Week (July 15), by David Sanchez.
Read More“Apollo only showers acclaim and accolade/ on the hesitant, reluctant/ crop of Pakistan’s 9/11 English language novelists/ with their liberal credentials, hurt countenances…” Poem of the Week (July 13), by Raza Ali Hasan.
Read More“Who knew// anyone could feel this far away. Who knew/ grapes (grapes?!) could make me think of you…” Weekend poem, by Liv Constable-Maxwell.
Read More“And Walter, who had never adored the idea of suspense, even in his youth, broke the mute spell between them.” Story of the Week (July 8), by Adeoye Amurawaiye.
Read More“The enemy//to watch out for is the one who enters stealthily with unmarked/baggage…” Poem of the Week (July 6), by Saleem Peeradina.
Read More“F transmits unbound electrons with her eyelids, playful,/ to the tune of the attraction of opposites…”
Weekend poem, by Elosham Vog.
“The boy had known resignation. He’d eaten and breathed it and sweated it from his pores for as long as he could remember.” Story of the Week (July 1), by April Vázquez.
Read More“The world is ending// & we have been here before.”
Poem of the Week (June 29), by Natalie Wee.
“No red kites over the field this morning… No haunt. No song. Only the heaven’s blue/ Graceless fire…” Weekend poem, by Theophilus Kwek.
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