Gin And Jazz
Short Story I pulled the needle over to the record. It scratched as it spun. Two greats in duet. It had a sweet swell of suspicion to the tone of the cornet. I...
LEGENDS
The Handprint
Short Story A wave of tiredness flowed over John as he stepped through the front door of his apartment. Travelling for three months straight really was exhausting, but he hadn’t felt it until...
Dirty Window
Poem Through dirty windows I can see the mountain full of golden days, the days of friendship close to me, when we cared not of yesterday, when everything was greener, shining, and we believed...
The Healing Power of Ham: Some Ham-Only Recipes for Active Adults
Short Story If you’re anything like me, and I strongly suspect you are, you love ham and think of it alone as food. All animals deserve to be eaten, but only one was...
Revolution of Self
Spoken Word Poem I need a revolution of my self. I need to overcome the alienation that society has imposed on me, separating what I do from who I am and know I...
