Litehouse
Platform for exophonic writers
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HEADLIGHTS by Adithya Patil
I imagine myself being hit by a speeding sedan Over and over again. I allow red water balloons to splatter in my mind during prayer.…
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ARRIVAL by Evie Groch
When I shut my eyes I am back on the freighter making its way over the Atlantic to a new home, new country, a foreign…
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WAR POEM by Akshaya Pawaskar
I am a war poem written in blood that has dripped and set in the mud, buried like a seed never to sprout, feeding the…
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METAMORPHOSIS by Alexandra Krolikowska
Why chrysalis doesn’t feel pain becoming butterfly? Why snakes are fine shedding their old skin? What’s wrong with me that I am drowning in agony…
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THE LOST BOY by Vishakha Singhania
A wet-eyed toddler, his head bent, Ran for console that mothers lend; Wept profusely— To mend his behavior, off to a boarding he was sent.…
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THE COVID SKY by Monalisa Parida
There is another sky Ever agitated and unfair And there is another sunshine Though it be darkness there. Our eyes are tired of watching the…
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CITY OF NO STRANGERS by Meliha Šaćirović
Brisk steps over the pavements Kissed by the many drops Of a sudden, spring-like rain A loud laugh escapes the throat In a city Of…
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AMNESIA by Sachin Rana
I will let the sea recite my poems and the waves carry my words, my mouth is sealed and my eyes cannot talk. Sands of…
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BEACH FUN by Lorelei Bacht
Heavy rain. The sea, Suddenly troubled, struggles To read its own face. What a drag! My heart Broken beyond repair, when I should “just relax.” …
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CONSTANT CONSTANT by Julija Kaselj
There are so many pepper beads on your plate too much for that little tiny body to take feel constant ticking inside your mouth from…
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WORLD INSIDE A WORLD by Sushant Tapa
Thousands and thousands of musings And proclamations have been made on the planet, From the beginning of the mankind. Ages have slept, but Ages have…
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SAYING LESS THAN NECESSARY by Maed Rill Monte
is the TV’s tense click in the crispy three am cold lusting after the blankets thuds on hardwood floor as my body moves about the…
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THE LIFE I BREATHE IN by Rajnish Mishra
The life I breathe in; the ocean in three dimensions is you. Water, saline, within, without blurs my visions and dreams, day and night. The…
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FOREST by David Dephy
Sick of the illusions raised by the killers, became teachers. Sick of the dust raised by those teachers, became fools. On the edge of the…
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WESTERN ASTROLOGY by Nare Navasardyan
“As Above, So Below,” Marks the gate to proxy-rules That read stars, like they’re a cluster Of those Indo-European symbols My friend has reeked of…
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PALE YELLOW by Abdulmueed Balogun
Tonight, the sky is pale yellow like the skin of a mourning mother. Tonight, the night is dark, darker than erstwhile nights, the crickets chirp—enfolded…
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IDEOLOGY AS A WAY OF LIFE by Tali Cohen Shabtai
Women like me, yes have been added over the years to overshadow what preceded us that is mostly not in line with our agenda The…
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MORNING PAPERS IN YOUR EYES by Bhuwan Thapaliya
I’m stretching my arms toward eternity in search of you in search of you with the stars in my eyes and weaving the moonlight in…
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THE SILENCE OF OTHERS by Anastasia Frantzeskou
Barefoot in a life that was designed to step in glass Looking to maintain the fire but instead I’m throwing water again and again And…
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HOSTILITY by Morice Marcuse
Fear grows, where sky meets snow. How to become ancestors, we can relate to?…
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SENTIMENTAL IMPONDERABILITY by Tatiana Ernuteanu
A blue room Divided in spring and north The shadows of your smile, low light, The curly braces of the cigarette smoke besieges Love is…
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THE NIGHT SKY IS A GRAVEYARD OF STARS by Nadine Lacuarta
The night sky is just a graveyard of stars that burned out a million light years away; remnants of the archaic past sailing across the…
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RIVALRY WITH THE SUN by Anindita Sarkar
The breeze greets her She interprets— a hard day ahead, the lake sports an emerald hue, a squirrel timidly peers, she sits on a stool…
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SONG OF THE SEAMAN by Tonmoi Das Kashyap
Walking along the sea beach; amid the sleepless nights, I listen to the song of the seaman rhyming with the concert of the independent waves…
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BLOOMING DOOM by Vera Hind
I. THE ELEMENTS All of the graves I’ve dug myself out of, All I have coughed up from deluged lungs, All of the fevered fogs…
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O, HOW I BOW TO ODD NUMBERS by Cássia Canedo
O,how I bow to odd numbers o, how unruly my eyes my shattered wrists from failing how twisted the sounds of my mouth when they…
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THERE IS A BAR IN THE WILD by Kelvin Nyakubaya
Behold the savannah, sun baked to perfection Therein beyond the brush resides the watering hole the ancestral Grail Mother nature’s bosom the untamed drinkers haven…
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WARRANDER PARK ROAD II by Zoe Konstantinou
– I’m fucked – Then come talk to me He rolled me a cig and I found out he was half Irish Time passed we…
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SELF-CARE KIT WITH LOTION FROM LA MER AND A PLANE TICKET TO PORTUGAL by Ioana Cristina Casapu
For someone who has never seen the ocean, You have these faraway blue, salt-of-the-earth eyes Waves have crashed in each of your irises, you can…
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BROKEN VIOLIN by Sheila Murray
I’m standing outside watching a beautiful exchange of light and dark All the many shades of blue (when you act like you don’t care I…
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GALAXIES AWAY by Meliha Šaćirović
Keep me at bay at the safe distance where the evening whispers beware! Stretching and bending This soul can accommodate All the wounds you fail to…
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1 / 2 by Sneha Dasgupta
Awake between the hours that let the sunlight in, Through the cracks in the clouds, I see slivers of silver that sail into gold, The…
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YELLOW by Rike Rettschlag
I can still see the sickly yellow of your bathroom I’d go there to be alone – I think the architect knew that it was…
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WHEN MY EYES CRY by Saleh Qaderbouh
When my eyes cry A goose comes from Finland and wipes them with her wing. And when I laugh A panda from Korea pushes me…
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TONIGHT by Muriel Cuissard
Tonight is heartache and black teeth like charcoal wrapped pearls. It’s hollow heartspace and empty hands, like hands / that once held branches of flowers…
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INSOMNIA by Eleni Damaskou
I am afraid, that I am afraid. I act easier behind screens. I fall in love and I abstain. Exposure causes pain, in pain there…
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UNTITLED by Narah Soares
I wanted it all— My sins forgiven Every single one of my aspirations fulfilled I longed for a comfortable bed, In which I could lay…
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