Send me postcards and books

Send me postcards and books by Sneha Rooh poetry Send me postcards and books Your clothes for swapping And all the slicing words that repeat Send me the smile you forgot to give And the words you carried back with you Send me the words you did say So that I can touch...

The Group

The Group by Nod Ghosh short story She left the group before I did, even though my partner joined before me. A sanctuary for people like us, the group should have been somewhere we both felt safe. Somewhere we could light fires of friendship and extinguish our fear of...

Kasper the Ghost

Kasper the Ghost by Roland Taureau short story The first thing I remember is the yellow and black neon sign: Men’s Bar. It stuck out in the cold, foggy darkness of the Copenhagen night. I was drunk as usual. A lone traveller doing the rounds of a new city’s gay...