Seven Arts Magazine

This magazine focuses on artists, painters, animators, sketch artists and poets. A place for people to see beautiful works and find art worthy of adding to their collection.

  • The Call (Mikka Robelle CT)

    The phone finally rang and I rushed to it. There were sounds of pots and pans banging against each other in the kitchen and the boisterous energy of my family filled the house, but I could still hear my own heart thumping loud, as if it was going to jump out of my chest. The…

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  • One On The Aisle (Stephen Cole)

    He hated wearing the tux, which hugged him in all the wrong places. He hated her being the star of the evening. He hated her picture on Page Six of The Post, even though his press agent had planted it. He hated the stupid show and certainly wasn’t thrilled watching other men look at what…

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  • Arise, O Compatriots And Other Poems (Marvel Chukwudi Pephel)

    even though they are shooting us dead on the streets, even though these politicians don’t care if we eat or not, even though these legislators call us fools, even if the headline every morning is about fuel hike, even though we can’t tell where this country is heading, even though we have been looking for…

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  • Happy Place (Brian J. Smith)

    The name of the town is not important. It is another small town in another state that no one knows about but yet can be found on any state map. It could be your current location, a place you have lived in for six months and yet it could be your childhood home.

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  • One Flew Over the Pigeon’s Nest (Marvel Chukwudi Pephel)

    With evening fast approaching, I combed everywhere for signs of a cave. Or just the sight of a man. What I’d do with him would be marvellous. God knows. So that was it. I continued until I came to a brook. And there sat a man. His hairs and eyebrows were gray, even though he…

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  • Whalebone (Delphi Spiderwood)

    I caught slivers of the words the doctor whispered to Whalebone. Miscarried. Unfortunate, but perhaps for the best given my condition. I thought about that for a long time. What was my condition? Was it of the mind or of the body? I couldn’t say.

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  • I Made Him A Sandwich (Al Simon)

    Other than karaoke, he’d hit the center during inclement weather or if he wanted to use the net. Against his better judgment, he called Rory and left a message on her voicemail. “Last night was fun. I hope to get—” and he paused for a moment. And then quickly added, “We can get together soon.”

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