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The Fiction House Presents Larkish verse for April, National Poetry Month

Posted on April 10, 2015 by Raji Singh

ANTIGONISH by Hughes Means, 1899   Yesterday upon the stair, I met a man who wasn’t there. He wasn’t there again today I wish, I wish he’d go away…   When I came home last night at three, The man … Continue reading →

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VALENTINE, COME WITH ME TO THE KISSING TREE

Posted on February 8, 2015 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh Who would ever think? A broken furnace boiler leading to my first real kiss. Oh, there’d been plenty on the cheek – by mother, all the aunties, by my imaginary muses, Rrrose Heather, Mama Lucy, and yech … Continue reading →

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CHEF R.K.’S GOURMET SURPRISE

Posted on February 1, 2015 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction.  Typhoon tears me from my parents.  I alone survive.  I become an orphaned foundling, taken in by new loving parents, Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  Now, … Continue reading →

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IMAGINE…DREAMING AS A KING, INSPIRING AS A GANDHI, UNITING AS A MANDELA (or simply – using laughter to lighten another’s load)

Posted on January 18, 2015 by Raji Singh

by Raji Singh      I am James Thaddeus Fiction, the Fifth – a true Fiction.  Typhoon tears me from my parents.  I alone survive.  I become an orphan foundling, taken in by new loving parents Dr. Ben and Indira Singh.  … Continue reading →

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