Editors Megha Sood and Candice Louisa Daquin are pleased to announce that Indie Blu(e) Publishing's latest anthology, The Kali Project: Invoking the Goddess Within / Indian Women’s Voices is now available for purchase worldwide. The Kali Project is a nearly 600 page collection of some of the most famous Indian poets and writers and artists in the world, … Continue reading NOW AVAILABLE: THE KALI PROJECT: INVOKING THE GODDESS WITHIN / INDIAN WOMEN’S VOICES
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Empty Chair – Lynn White, Guest Barista
You turned my head so many times I felt dizzy. I felt in a permanent state of dizziness my head spinning round full of sweet sayings, full of sweet thoughts Surrounding myself with hearts and smiley faces, happy faces turning to tears now, as the hearts turn blue and I stand, still dizzy, behind your … Continue reading Empty Chair – Lynn White, Guest Barista
Rejection – Lynn White, Guest Barista
It’s not that I’m not tempted, she said and I don’t want to offend you. She took my hand briefly, to show no offence was intended, then let it go. I held on to hers as she explained. Then we walked in silence for quite a long way enveloped in the dark night. Hand in … Continue reading Rejection – Lynn White, Guest Barista
Lost – Lynn White, Guest Barista
They were returning to their spaces at tables left only ten minutes ago, he from the cloakroom to the left, she from the cloakroom to the right. They paused together at the open door and saw him leaning back, a half smile on his face slightly bemused fascinated just a little fascinated. She was leaning … Continue reading Lost – Lynn White, Guest Barista
Aftermath – Lynn White, Guest Barista
How can it be that someone I don't see, only think about sometimes, but never contact, or try to, leaves such a gap, in their final leaving. My life has not been changed. All is the same. So why the difference now that you're really in the past, when you were already part of my … Continue reading Aftermath – Lynn White, Guest Barista
Tell Me, Mirror – Lynn White, Guest Barista
Tell me, Mirror, which face do you see? Is it a pale face, fairer than fair, unsullied by sun, moist and unlined, unblemished by wind. Glowing white, white as virgin snow unbroken by footprints. Or is the glowing skin wrinkling, the shining white greying. As time has passed has it picked up some dirt in … Continue reading Tell Me, Mirror – Lynn White, Guest Barista
Mother’s Day – Christine E. Ray
bittersweet symphonies echo for this motherless child it has been almost two decades but fingers still itch to pick up old-fashioned receiver on sundays punch in your number tell you about the 90’s elijah earned on spring finals hear you laugh that al is indeed my karma roll your eyes across the miles at my … Continue reading Mother’s Day – Christine E. Ray
Go Dog Go Café 