Long ago, in a time when humanity had not yet seen all of the world, when men rarely left the villages they were born in and knew little of what was around them, when kings and princes ruled the land in name but farmers ruled the land in truth, there was a town by the forest. This in itself was not a most unusual thing. Continue reading Reisette and the Dark Forest
I can’t find what’s new right now. I don’t know what’s to come.
Looking forward, I see a mask of a new rise. The future will slowly come. Continue reading Quarantine Ghazal by Elie Zimring
Of course, I remember the song of the sparrows in the morning. I remembered how huge the Appalachian hills seemed from my house in the holler, the rivers that almost reached the treetops in the spring, and the crunch of icy snow in the winter. I remember the peeling paint of my back steps, where … Continue reading Short Story by Becky Pinto
We all wear our own masks… we constantly decide consciously or unsconously to cover up our true self. But what really is our true self? Continue reading Masks by Elie Zimring
Curiosity is fascinated by the sea, by the great crash when rolling waves reach the wet sand, by the distant ships that come and go, by the cries of the seagulls and by the patterns of shells washed up on the shore. Shells once held life but now remain mere remnants of what came before, … Continue reading Personifying Curiosity by Noa Nadler
Rise my daughter from your eternal slumber in the lands of ice and snow. War has come and you must choose a side… Are you for the light or for the dark? Wield your weapon of choice, be it magic, arrow, poison, or steel. The blood of innocents has been shed and your people cry … Continue reading Free Write by Adam Zou
They come They come to this land for a better future They come to escape a harsh environment, to escape persecution They come to flee from war We are all people; humans We laugh and we cry We smile and we rejoice in celebration We all share a common ancestor Yet some wish … Continue reading Free Write 3 by Anonymous
People assume- and frankly, they shouldn’t- that the people involved in an accident have the ability to remember all the details of the outcome. With that in mind, if someone comes to you asking about what happened during the past month, don’t come to me for answers. I used the time machine for the first … Continue reading The Message from Last Month by Elie Zimring
What is divinity? And who may claim to have seen All it may be To have lived and died Why are we so bland and bleak Why are we so god damn chic If to be divine Is so sublime That we need not things To make us gleam And to let us sing For … Continue reading Divinity in the Light of the Fallen by Anonymous
