DeLafées

by Roshan Murali Ever since his cousin had shown Jan a picture of the DeLafées and told him how good they tasted, he hadn’t been able to get the thought of them out of his mind. He had also told Jan that they were really expensive and that not everyone was …

Bright Burley

by Rheea Mukherjee In my defense, I would have never met my wife had I been a non-smoker. We’ve been married five years now. She quit last year. But me? No, it gives me space to think. I also think most doctors are idiots. Once you tell them you smoke, they …

Sway

By Swaroop Mami I hear Vilayat Khan’s Bihag now. Pa ma pa ga ma ga. Wafting in the breeze, with the breeze. From one of the many apartments in this quaint building in front of me? From that oldish one there with the paint wearing off? From some other home …

Catch a butterfly

By Cody Chesmore Henry Calvin leapt over a cliff 50 feet above the Wapsipinicon River. We called it Pinicon Pinnacle until Calvin died. After that, it became Calvin’s Cliff and more popular than ever before. Death has a way of bringing people together. They never found his body but anyone who …

Redemption

By Michelle Wendy D’costa She worked for my family (my parents and I) for fifteen years, if not more. As days pass I sometimes feel as if she was hardly with us, and maybe that’s why she does not give me ‘missed calls’ anymore (so I can call her from the …

The Candlelight

By Adrian Encomienda Every Sunday moonlight whispered into waters near the chapel Once a woman known as stranger placed an apple on the altar Same as every woman after and each one in lamentations She was born into a family; poor in flesh, but rich in spirit Then the flame from …

Threads

by Kalyani Ramnath Every week, my mother and I went shopping for spools of thread. On Thursday evenings, we would pull down the grey-blue shutters of her little tailoring shop, stuff the day’s collections into a purse, hail an autorickshaw and be on our way to Swamy Traders. It was …