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Photo: hamedmasoumi It’s a beautiful day today in Chronotopia. That’s the day when She will put on a gorgeous white dress and meet her Beloved, and they will get married, as they have dreamed for so long. But they won’t be alone in their celebration of love. They will be joined by ten thousand other […]

Photo: jonoakley There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness. — Friedrich Nietzsche All you need is love…

Velina Vateva Photo: Andrew Stawarz We freely speak of dreams We marvel at what they conceal But in my wonderworld Each sleeping vision is so real So I believe and hope That all the things I see May one day bring Such truth and peace As we can feel Wonderworld, Uriah Heep The day is […]

Paul McGlamery Photo: clairity   unbridled wind crammed to the brim with the buzz of ghosts

Photo: tristanbrand Playing Through a play by John Lawson   Ben, an actor Bonnie, an actress Deacon, a big bruiser Scant, a smaller, dapper fellow

David Chorlton Photo: scfiasco Dear Isabelle, I’m writing as one who can’t find his way to a culture he’d want to check into as he would an old hotel where the rooms hold stories about the guests who slept in them and the lobby has a table overloaded with out-of-date magazines

Joy Ladin Photo: aussiegall Pirouhettes Between future and past, A spiraling ribbon of red, a girl In ballet class, A dance, a beautiful dance You cannot hope to master.

Vanya Nikolaeva Melissa Michaels is the creator and designer of InPeLoTo fashion brand, which has the idea of infinite love behind it. She is an optimistic talented person with colorful interests. She sees the world like an open scene for possibilities and positive changes. Melissa graduated from the State University of San Diego. Besides fashion, […]

David Chorlton Photo: That Guy Who’s Going Places Dear Shivarov, or do you like Comrade Shivarov? So much has changed since you were the expert for literary matters in the case of Osip Mandelstam. I can imagine the room as one that cut his nerves to shreds as you stood before him with the poem

Elayne Clift Photo: sutto007 Sometimes a place makes you sick. Not because it’s environmentally polluted or contaminated. I don’t mean that. I’m talking about the pollution of the soul, the demise of the spirit. Sometimes a city, a town, a location can make you positively, desperately ill; it can kill you – if not literally, […]

Aksinia Mihailova Photo: twoblueday In the most deserted area of the beach among the rows of thatched umbrellas with an open book in my lap I run my eyes over the pages “mother, in your womb you had prepared my dead mask”

James Jason Dye Photo: DerrickT I am disposable paper, filled with dense vapor folded into being here.

Theo Edmonds Photo: TellmeBoo! You know where life is taking you. You think you know. You want to know. You try to know. You never actually know – You see someone on the subway. You meet eye to eye.

Ted Richer Photo: mikebaird do you know Mia from Bulgaria … if you know Mia from Bulgaria

Interview with Christine Kuhn by Katerina Stoykova-Klemer and Vanya Nikolaeva Christine Kuhn is a visual artist, activist and art instructor based in Lexington, KY. As an artist, Christine is interested in exploring topics which (outside of the realm of examinations of pathological states) are “swept under the rug” of modern western civilization. She investigates violence, […]

Chungyen Chang Photo: jantik I splattered my words on shattered sky and it felt right ten tons of thoughts incoherent held on and scraped clouds with jagged fingernails

Suzanne Nielsen Photo: tsk Toby Walker’s remains were packed away until his teretoma twin could travel the 100 miles it would take to hold them before releasing them to the wheat fields later that upcoming year after the ground unfroze and the birds horded ashes for their nests.

Ralph Pluim Photo: tanakawho The sun seems to bring light trees are leaving mist a home and there is an echo from machines

Melissa Guillet Photo: santarosa I look at the web of hair  Slowing the flow of water  Down the drain  Queen Anne’s lace looks the same 

Chuck Clenney Photo: jesuspresley I forgot about snow And so much more Until Old Man Winter Came knocking at my door.