Three Poems by William Mpina

Let Napolo Return—and Return She Must William Khalipwina Mpina I I spit invisible flames. They do not see it. Here … More

A Tale from the Cobblestoned Street — Hana Jiang

1. One early evening, a little greyish dog appeared in my sight. It sniffed along the path and stopped at … More

STARMAN By Dejan Sklizović The enemy had been among us for a long time, but we could not trace him. … More

*** my eyes — no longer eyes but stars finely scattered across the sky my skin — no longer skin … More

You’ve never tried foie gras d’oie? Me neither! Before leaving China my father told me he’d only heard of bear’s … More

What’s my name? I was talking on the phone with my father, one mid-September morning, while on a walk in … More

The Unidentified Corpse Jamshed Chowdhury told his son, ‘Tipu, go at once and call Tarafder. Tell him my name so … More

मिळ‌ण (Milna) Language: Marathi Meaning: Verb. To find. You were five and couldn’t find your favourite teddy bear. You entered … More

The Spring Awakening ( A sonnet) The springtide wakes up not only in dreams. The snowdrops blooming in the moony … More

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 … More