When he died, their father had two requests. But my aunty could not wait to close his eyes. “He was…
Two Poems – Fabrice Poussin
In your Breast I scream in your ear at the speed of light but not a shiver in the adversity…
Once upon a time in my Grandfather’s village – Beata Stasak
Goose – Yuan Changming
You’ve never tried foie gras d’oie? Me neither! Before leaving China my father told me he’d only heard of bear’s…
What’s my Name – Kunal Mehra
What’s my name? I was talking on the phone with my father, one mid-September morning, while on a walk in…
Two Poems – Kabir and Ghalib – Translated by Ajit Singh Dutta
Where Do You Search For Me Where do you search for me, Man? I am here next to you. Not…
The Unidentified Corpse – Mahmudul Haque translated by Alamgir Mohammad
The Unidentified Corpse Jamshed Chowdhury told his son, ‘Tipu, go at once and call Tarafder. Tell him my name so…
To be Bi Anything is Radical – Rae Parry poem
To be bi anything is a radical notion But the irony is that the ‘bi’ in binary demands you choose…
Definitions of Falling In and Out of Love – Rati Pednekar
मिळण (Milna) Language: Marathi Meaning: Verb. To find. You were five and couldn’t find your favourite teddy bear. You entered…
Two Poems by Pawel Markiewicz
The Spring Awakening ( A sonnet) The springtide wakes up not only in dreams. The snowdrops blooming in the moony…
Michael Damanti Interview
Kickstarter – https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1671763999/in-plain-sight-the-story-of-madrids-romani-community?ref=user_menu Michael Damanti’s new photography book details Romani culture in Madrid during his time there as an artist. Please…
‘Obsess’ – Gary Beck Interview
Obsess by Gary Beck is published by Cyberwit, a small independent publisher in India. Obsess and other of Beck’s books…
‘Mixed Eyes’ – The Poetry and Art of Velibor Baćo
Mixed eyes In her eyes,a sea of green,in disguise,was beauty‘s scream. In her eyes,in deepest green,a bluish light,never seen. In…
Five Poems – Fabrice Poussin
Exploring a Past She moved about with the ease of a phantom in limbo between the world she once knew…
And When Laughter Appears – Rose Lantern
And when laughter appears And no smile or sneering rears Where are you? What have you put yourself through? Sometimes…
‘Cuentos de la Reina / Tales of the Queen’: Sneak Peek
We at Aloka Magazine are always looking to support fellow writers and artists, particularly if they’re allowing us insight into…
Calling all Shakespeare fans!
Are you a writer, an artist, a poet, or a general fan of any of these things? Have you ever…
Two Poems – by Abul Hasan translated by Alamgir Mohammed
1.Loneliness The girl didn’t expect much!So much grace, so much independence!Expected less, Unveiling the whole body leaning against the mirrorSitting alone…
Little Lovely – A short-story by Peter Thorn
The orderly had wheeled her in at just after eleven, two hours into Dennis’s shift. Lots of people admitted that…
Five Poems by Imtiaz Mahmud – translated by Alamgir Mohammad
1. “Dream” Mother with far fewer things Dreams that I can’t but be surprised. She sees green field and green grass.…
Five Poems from Blood Everywhere
By Zafir Setu Translated from Bengali by Mohammad Shafiqul Islam 1 When we stood by the bank of…
‘A Call to Alms’ and ‘The Other Side of the River’ – Srinjay Chakravarti
A CALL TO ALMS The conversations at the office that morning, quite naturally, swirled around the letters of increment and…
Cheshire Cats Don’t Exist – Sharona Kenwrick
‘Cheshire Cats don’t exist,’ I try desperately to explain to Maggie as she lies awake on my arm almost three…
Miguel Aizpuru – Tres Poemas (Three Poems)
Primero, Manhattan Me sentenciaron a veinte años de aburrimiento Leonard sabe a qué me refiero Una condena a la irrelevancia…
The Roman – Peter Thorn Fiction
‘Graphite!’ exclaims the sharp-suited Polish businessman sat opposite me, and slaps his knees, pleased at remembering the word. ‘We used…
Misplaced Confidence – Rati Pednekar Poem
Misplaced Confidence I think it’s time we remembered that we never could predict the futurethat our well-laid plans were nothing…
You can’t see the stars in Birmingham – Aimee Green poem
You can’t see the stars in Birmingham. Instead, above is just a muddle of clouds, lightness, and dark; reflections and…
Two Poems – Sara Grimes
Child of the World A child of the world, I pause in reverence Of the still, entwined boughs of trees…
Two Poems – Fabrice Poussin
In your Breast I scream in your ear at the speed of light but not a shiver in the adversity…
A Poem, Postekphrasis- Pawel Markiewicz
The postekphrastic poemThe elevenie. Postekphrasis – according to Mr. Markiewiczis a finding of a picture based on written text (atEkphrasis…
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