Jun 8Misty - by Anika MaeHer name was Misty. She wore yellow dresses and smiled about the sunflowers as we walked along the overgrown path to the creek. She would...
May 26The Fallen Fruit - By Anika MaeI'm fruit that has fallen off a tree and onto the damp muddy grass I feel bruised and squashed and too ripe for anyone to want to eat me...
Apr 6The Line of Transition - Aania RehmanAbout the piece from the artist: This artwork reflects a concept I've termed a "line of transition." Against a vibrant backdrop, a...
Dec 25, 2023Mahmud - by Shamik Banerjee This is Al Mahmud, my valet, who hails from Kas of Türkiye; he serves me Çaykur Tea all day. Each week, his brother, Ahmadi, in Rize, who...
Aug 24, 2023Angel's Lament - Faith S.This piece is made to emerge like a mystical effusion. An evocative tribute to the depths of untold angelic existence. Wherein, from the...