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Hope

Sharona Reeves·September 24, 2024

Hope written by: Sharona Reeves Don’t talk to people who don’t listen. Don’t listen if you don’t...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Lost Opportunities

Lynn White·September 15, 2024

Lost Opportunities written by: Lynn White Every day I grieve for the missed opportunities in this country,...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Apocalyptica

Pablo Cúzco·August 29, 2024

Apocalyptica written by: Pablo Cúzco @thetaois A car sits broken its axles naked to the sun cracked...

Poetry English

·1 min read

One Night in Chagrin

Simon Nadel·August 15, 2024

One Night in Chagrin written by: Simon Nadel - The biggest guy in the bar wanted to fight me...

The Wild West

Roger Turner·August 2, 2024

The Wild West written by: Roger Turner @titansdad the wild west’s still with us it isn’t gone...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Rooster Tail

Sharon Frame Gay·June 2, 2024

Rooster Tail written by: Sharon Frame Gay - Ledbetter, Virginia 1965 - I've locked the door to the Ledbetter...

Wind

Mark Alden·June 2, 2024

Wind written by: Mark Alden @MarkAAlden The wind is a feral animal tonight, moaning, circling, lashing out...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Watch Your Back

Pauline Milner·May 17, 2024

Watch Your Back written by: Pauline Milner @PaulineRMilner - Everyone has a niche. Mine just happens to be...

Literature English

·4 mins read

Eruption

Ernest Federspiel·April 12, 2024

Eruption written by: Ernest Federspiel The volcano is starting to rumble I can feel the pressure deep...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Natural Selection

Lenore Weiss·April 12, 2024

Natural Selection written by: Lenore Weiss @lenka We live in a bafflement of words like smoke from...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Ashes

Elaine Nadal·March 8, 2024

Ashes written by: Elaine Nadal I’m no sheep. You won’t use my skin, reduce me to meat,...

English Poetry

·1 min read

I Feel as if I Might Break

Carol Anne·February 26, 2024

I Feel as if I Might Break written by: Carol Anne Crying in fear As memories sear...

English Poetry

·1 min read

You Are A Lady…

Angela Kosta·February 18, 2024

You Are A Lady… written by: Angela Kosta You ladies, The fragile martyrs, Return from the lost...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Pretty Things

Nick Allison·February 12, 2024

Pretty Things written by: Nick Allison She draws pretty things, as girls her age often do, like...

Poetry English

·1 min read

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Sanu Sharma

Sanu Sharma is a Nepali novelist, short story writer, poet and lyricist. She has published several novels and short story collections, and numerous lyrical works. Her prose sheds light on the struggles of women, girls, and marginalized communities, tackling overlooked familial and societal issues, while her poetry and lyrics capture universal emotions. Her short story collection Ekadeshmaa received widespread acclaim and was shortlisted for the prestigious Madan Puraskar in 2018. Several of her novels and stories have been adapted into audio and visual formats, and her ghazals and lyrics have been set to music by various composers and performed by renowned singers.

Precious Moments by Valli Henry-Boldini

...The little blue jay landed on the windowsill just as Frank’s heart skipped another beat. He looked at her delicate colours and the way she flitted back and forth along the white peeling ledge. She reminded him so much of his wife Emily, as she skipped along the white sandy beach all those years ago.

Emily lay asleep on their bed. Frank watched her from his favourite window seat and smiled. Thirty years had passed and she had remained his destiny.

As the bright morning sunlight burst through the top half of the windowpane and landed on her ashen face, its warmth stirred her from her slumber and she extended her thin arm to block out its penetrating rays...

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