On the morning he was to leave Mortalus for the drive south to California, while walking to the library to return three DVD’s starring Theresa…
Alessa wakes to the sound of bickering and with no idea where she is. There’s a television on somewhere and the bickering is just two…
The river is hurt,
a toxic belly with bloated
minnows, lovers
dumped. I walk its cusp.
Boubouka dancing
in the middle of the small floor
her costume revealing bare legs
belly, shoulders and arms
Every month, The Reading Room showcases a short story, or excerpts of a book, from some of the greatest writers the world has ever seen.
The Masters’ Gallery introduces selected art works of famous artists and a brief explanation on the context of the work.
When a government curbs the freedom of expression, speech and assembly so that it almost non-existent, this is usually interpreted as a fear of upheaval….
On the way to The Wall, the surviving section of the perimeter wall that had once enclosed the Second Temple, the Herodian temple, built on land purchased…
Sapna sips her café au lait on the patio of the Alliance Française de Bangalore. The styrofoam cup squeaks between her fingers, the beverage is…
She leaned back against a bit of plywood spraypainted with hieroglyphics that had once signified a neighborhood swept and cleared. Her piousness was a beacon,…
“I hate you!’ Maya cried and dashed to the bedroom, kicking the door behind her. The heavy door, solid seasoned-teak, swayed but stopped short of…
… its studied perspective and funneled point of view
having sucked me in
to roam a plaza almost entirely empty
