Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Serial Fiction Anton was a third generation American if I must use labels. At early age he came to the equivocal realization that men are like raindrops speeding down from the sky, bound to...
Art Article Emerson said, “Life is a journey, not a destination.” Creating art, much like life, is also a journey. In advance of the Museum of Modern Art’s show, “Alibis: Sigmar Polke 1963-2010,”...
Here is where confidence leads to doom Bigger the ego the harder the rocks break on your bones WWE before I knew it was fake Would say that’s gonna leave a mark But on...
The street is sowed with cans; she does not recoil from the bounty — she is an American. Her quivering talons pick the knot with a master’s patience, nimble thumbs pry and part the...
It began because it was easy. Everyone tries to tell you that your heart and your mind will always be at war, but if they somehow sync up, don’t question it. Just go. Be...
Short Story The Rabbit was very hungry. Starving in fact, after fear and unwelcome excitement had burned every single calorie and most of its fat reserves. Chewing the bitter grass prevented it from thinking...
Love are these crushed blossoms that I hiked up and down the Montmartre steps to bring to you just because I knew you’d like them And I dream that you will clasp them in...
Short Story The Dog didn’t think much of the demise of the pesty mosquito. In fact it didn’t think about it at all. It was well accustomed to restless bugs poking around on several occasions...
In my dreams I search for the perfect place. Solitary, bright peaceful and vibrant. In my dreams there are many endless roads from which I can see prospective comfort. In my dreams I know...
Butterflies? More like a school of sardines swarmed by dolphins. Swirling, churning the water. Rolling into a tight, anxious sphere. Hoping to escape the certainty of being devoured.
