“Land Blown Over By Seabreeze” by Wu Hong-De

In the obscure landscape of memory, reality and illusion overlap, and I try to extract a certain image from it and restore it. To me, landscape painting is a fragment that connects one’s own perception with the environment. Different from on-site sketching, after experiencing the moment, the remaining emotions and memories are stored in the…

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“Frozen Love” by Thomas W. Case

Living on the Scandinavian streets havehumbled her.No Christmas cards witha 20 spot anymore.No trust fund fromMom and Dad.All the money vanished likethe last spider of vodka,like a dropped bottle of beer.She could go to ashelter by herself,but she chooseslife on thestreets in thebrutal winter to bewith her Swedish boyfriend.Love is lunacy–sometimes frozen.Two dead friends last…

“Assassin To The Heir Apparent” by Peter Newall

My name is not recorded anywhere. I will freely tell you my name; it is Gu Losai, but I repeat, you will not find it anywhere, neither on a birth certificate nor a high school diploma,  amongst military or police records, in the records of the Government or the Party, nor anywhere else in the…

“Imagining Botanic Gardens (Singapore)” by Michael Mirolla

The heat should rush through you like a sword of bees. The humidity should follow to finish you off. Leaving you to reach for breath where there’s none to be had. A choke hold that squeezes like a tire hung around your chest. Like a knee that just won’t let you rise again. But all…

“Heartfelt Offering” by Tsai Shan-Kuan

Artist Statement: We rely on flowers for so much in life. They hold diverse meanings across occasions, usually embodying the giver’s sentiments for us. In this series, traditional symbolic paper money forms the background. Given the varying customs between northern and southern Taiwan and the paper materials differ in thickness and size, this endeavor resembles…

“Sonnets, Villanelles, and Cats on my Desk” by Thomas W. Case

I’m in a cool group.To stay on topof my writing, and topromote and marketmy poetry, I oftenpublish online.If Lord Byron couldhear that. In this place thatI belong,I have deadlines.I procrastinate untilthe very last day, and thenscribble some shittylines and get angry withmyself for putting thewriting off. I have a couple ofweeks before I needto write…

“Get It On” by Brian Kirk

after T-Rex and St. Paul You showed me all the moves; how to be silentand live inside the track. I was a fool, a brash voice in a teeming hall.I was a wise guy, but my wisdom was bluster, a gong banging, a cymbal crashingin a room where no one heard. You took my hand,…

“What Gamblers Know” by George Franklin

Gamblers are more honest than the rest of us. They know we can only take what luck gives— That when it’s good, it’s not because some virtue Rests on our shoulders like a soldier’s epaulets, and That when it’s not, there’s no point to second-guess or Blame ourselves, sit morose in cafés Or on padded…