ILA  Magazine

I Spoke to You I spoke to you once of voices and streets snatches of sky between us and stone walls of your home that always muffled a...

DARK SMILES Nights of the dark smiles, Like songs of owls, Adored person cries and A girl, who looked for grief With heart in...

© Written by Joan McNerney Those are tough trees growing in slums With no need of rich soil or pruning, they rise in abandoned lots. ...

TEARS AND PRAYERS A golden bell tinkles in the distance. I hear a call to prayer, incense wafts gently on the air. The flame of love,...

A Flash Fiction Story by Chitra Gopalakrishnan Akhila, a midwife, in her small village of Pugalur in Tamil Nadu, knows of the...

Short Story Written by Dexter Amoroso Come with me, imagine with me as we enter this incredible city in nature together. It must have...

Written By Imtiyaz Pandow In the series of betrayals, I saw her - my beloved being stabbed in the back by the witch in makeup who gifted...

By Steve Carr Miranda adjusted her white sun hat that rested precariously other expensively coiffed pile of bright red hair before...

REMEMBERING LOSS Just crows, sparrows kneeled under wings while the lambs hurried from pens to stray, even they shine more when drenched...

WHEN WE WERE WATCHERS It seems you are from heaven, it is true, O little white Angel! So soft light but hidden, your heart is a temple....

Written by Walid Boureghda I imagine you like a real goddess, who reigns over the heavens of my heart. I imagine you like a poetess who...

That Turgid Timekeeper Blast the turgid timekeeper, that bombastic ticker of opportunity and occurrence, always congesting time with...

By Imtiyaz Pandow Reeling Under the darkness Of this ruthless occupation I am Kashmir Striving to see the dawn of life Amid The hopes...

Written by Sherzod Artikov Suddenly I woke up. It was morning. Someone was calling me in a loud voice that came from the street. "Uncle...

By John Grey Heavy rain bounces off the porch, ricochets into the garden for a rose's second helping. Headlights on high, a car rolls...

Cadences flow from the soul Meters, syllables, Squirting up and down the veins Twenty-six alphabets Render blood the red tint. * Verses...

During the entire month of July, we offered a Visual Prompt Challenge with one Best Entry to be picked and published on our Blog,...

This morning, I had the pleasure of interviewing Hum Ale for ILA Magazine. Hum is an active participant in our group, and I have always...

Written by Scott Thomas Outlar I take a walk up to the local park every day about a mile from where I live. And on the way this morning I...

A collaboration of Carl Scharwath's photography and poem by Subrina Rubin. My world spins When I am broken Failing to get you beside...