
Bad Things Happened
“They were as powerful as they were exotic, the ghosts/ of terror, His omniscience, the flapping of stained sheets/ just out of sight.” Weekend poem, by Holly Day.
Read More“They were as powerful as they were exotic, the ghosts/ of terror, His omniscience, the flapping of stained sheets/ just out of sight.” Weekend poem, by Holly Day.
Read More“Sasha smiled, and sauntered past him, swaying slightly on her high heels. One didn’t expect to see a friend’s wife or sister turn up as a professional escort.” Story of the Week (September 27), by Faiqa Mansab.
Read More“Close up, her face/ dissolves into blank squares./ She does not know anymore/ who she is.” Poem of the Week (September 24), by Athena Kashyap.
Read More“Silence/ approaches/ from the/ left side of the/ d o o r…” Weekend poem, by Ronojoy Sircar
Read More“Each movement, each gesture, each pose, would dissolve like a drop into a river and flow from sequence to sequence.” Story of the Week (September 20), by Douglas Penick.
Read More“The sea/ is slate, still. What passes for light/ weighs heavy on you.” Poem of the Week (September 17), by Mark J. Mitchell
Read More“It was lovely to/ spend those moments lessening my/ own loneliness.” Weekend poem, by Darren C. Demaree.
Read More“The crowd stood, eerily quiet, gawking at the headless body doused in blood, tottering like an effigy in the cart as it creaked along.” Story of the Week (September 13), by Khanh Ha.
Read More“In winter the school year begins,/ we play gili danda and oonch neech/ in the schoolyard,/ We race home till our legs hurt…” Poem of the Week (September 10), by Rakhshan Rizwan.
Read More“tadpoles appeared—/ small, slippery as sperm,/ sliding through fingers.”
Weekend poem, by Athena Kashyap.