Quarterly & Special Issues
February 16, 2023
More than a decade ago, I had the privilege of accompanying my daughter, Rita, on a unique journey. She rode her bicycle or walked from the southernmost tip of Florida, all the way to Canada.
February 15, 2023
Save a chair, the room
is empty, even of dust.
The picture is small, little
detail, but the chair
would seem to be black walnut…
February 14, 2023
Welcome to the first issue of the MockingOwl Roost in 2023 – the All the Colors issue.
February 13, 2023
February 11, 2023
Gone is the sphere to deal with conflict and joy. All interactions moving along the cyber world. They need to learn to maintain eye contact or participate in meaningful conversation.
February 9, 2023
Every title begins with the phrase ‘The Cat Who’. The reason is simple: A cat is the crime-solver. His devoted human is merely the tool he uses to impart justice, and the actions described in the title are a clue...
February 8, 2023
February 6, 2023
The rich, dark liquid warms my hands as well as my soul
As I take a sip, I feel my worries and stress starting to unfurl
February 4, 2023
I wish we were perpetually happy.
I wish there's always love to share.
I wish there’s a better way to say this.
I wish. I wish. I wish…
February 3, 2023
After preparing for the festivities and waiting for the puja, she sat on the chair near the gate. She watched the whole neighbourhood celebrating the festival with their families, and when she looked up, she saw the skies were filled with colourful sparks. The atmosphere was filled with the sounds of bursting firecrackers. In the midst of the noise, Sahitya prayed silently for the arrival of her children.
February 1, 2023
Pastoral Suite, is a wonderous poetic movement through each season of the year, as well through the seasons of one’s life.
February 1, 2023
Her gaze was as uncertain as her every step. And although the moon was bright and the stars graceful, no one seems to notice…
January 30, 2023
January 28, 2023
Oh, Muhammad ﷺ my love for you is infinite!
If I could rewind time, I would make my way to you.
My love for you is not like a wildflower
that blooms precipitously in a few days or hours;
January 28, 2023
This has been the battle of shades and tints A maximum taste of hate with no mint
January 27, 2023
Mrs. and Mr. Goode were dentists and rarely home. They’d try to compensate the kids by giving them everything they asked for. That is how the kids got a cat. Being spoiled as they were, the children expected the cat to obey their every word and when their parents were around, the two little angels were nothing but good…
January 26, 2023
Allison Hong’s book is mesmerizing and gut wrenching. Any one (especially women) who has felt the stab of betrayal, knows what Allison is going through.
January 25, 2023
I’ve forgotten
so many things.
I’ve forgotten how
to say “eleven”
in Spanish and
where I laid my phone…
January 22, 2023
I could hear water pounding the surface of the sea and glimpsed out of the hatch to see a waterfall on the shore. The next minute the skipper, Alex, was calling to me. “Do you want to come and wash your hair in the waterfall?”
January 21, 2023