Three Poems – By Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozabal
My Intent
My intent is to do nothing,
be nothing, see nothing.
I can barely speak loud
enough to be heard.
I can barely hear myself
think. I am out...
A Sun I Have Yet to Know – By Faten Guemri
Translated from the Arabic by Ahmed Amor Zaabar
Deep within me, there is, a Presence
that pursues the impossible,
hauls me from the world’s mire
into the wide...
Maa – By Swati Moheet Agrawal
1
You are not who you were
and maybe that’s the whole point.
Motherhood
It’s not always magical:
Some days, it’s turmeric milk on the floor
and just one more...
Para Poems – By Debasish Lahiri
Forensic Exhibit 1: Found Note
Unprepossessing. – I begin with an unprepossessing sentence, it’s just a word in length. A long word though. – in...
Three Poems by Kalyani Bindu
Living
I cook, I eat, I sleep, I wash, I work, I touch.
I meet.
I linger.
On and in the grim and the lit.
A flooded tunnel, a...
Poems by Paul Tristram
Acre
A Deluge of Blessings,
after the fact,
like buses…
the ‘Confusion’
is simply the first
‘Test’ after crawling
out of the Desert
of Betrayal… Alone.
The Card Dealer
sat at Karma’s Table
is watching...
Poems by Arvilla Fee
Exist
to eke out a living;
stay alive; survive
~Dictionary.com
moving
from bed to toilet to bed
tottering
among ruins of...
Four Poems by Anusha U
I hold the umbrella opened
The cuckoo sings a bhajan,
perhaps
learnt from its mother.
The river adjusts its course
swaying to and fro
falling back into its...
Vika Vika – By Swati Moheet Agrawal
1
She couldn’t find her strawberry crocs.
Her banana was too soft and
crackers, too crunchy.
Her doll, Soupsy, refused to dance with her,
and she could not...
Two Poems by Ralph Culver
“Open”
In her hands
I become
the fire
The bedroom window
open
to the winter air
The night
and the cold
enter
She warms herself
against
what she has made
Her touch
shaping me
into flames
“Pavane”
She is showering now,
and...
