A thick dark red pool of blood covers
The sky. The Sun strains through, pushed
By small dark figures.
With each creaking move, you hear
Screams of women and children.
The door of night closes. The train leaves
The city of pain. Screams recede.
A neat stack of white envelopes’ on the
table. Today’s mail.
There is chicken for dinner.
Red wine, apples.


“Dimensional” © TJ Edson


Milind Padki was born to a literary couple in Pune, India, and did not know, till age fifteen , anyone who was not writing a book. For his education in the pharmaceutical sciences he traveled to the great city of Mumbai (then Bombay), where life struggle was intense and history was advancing rapidly. He spent twelve years in Mumbai, watching the worker’s struggles up close and writing small articles and poetry. After his PhD he traveled to the US, and in recent years he has been living in Long Island, NY New Jersey, where he is part of the lively poetry scene. A sometimes featured poet and a regular participant on open mic, his work has been published in the Two Bridges Review, The Times of India and a couple of anthologies.

TJ Edson is the Art Director of Oddball Magazine and a volunteer at the Out of The Blue Art Gallery. He has also had work appear recently in Terrarium.