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The Red Ribbon
Poem Night music Drifting with a stranger Feeling a slight sense of beautiful danger Trust feels so exciting The world is expanding Smiling at the unknown Dancing, feeling connected Swept away The world...
The Human Comedy: New Year’s Irresolutions
Short Story Kathy awoke in the foggy afterglow of 2014, her sheets torn halfway off her bed, her 2015 glitter glasses on her pillow and a “Happy New Year!” hat almost finding its pointy...
Completing the Chore
The dishwasher hums, and the whooshing of its water drowns out the crickets. I eat my oatmeal out of Frankie’s Frosted Flakes bowl: not another clean one remains. warm aftertasteempty pill containersbeside bottles
T.V. Queens and Other Harlequin Knights
Free Verse Poem Hemingway lay down and Dylan swayed the grinding hordes to forsake their caste blues for incense kindled at the fountainhead of avarice while dandy clowns pimp preening puppets to perform...
O is for Orphan
It seems that the sea is home after all. I labored on the churning brine since boyhood, hauling in the bulging nets, scraping my hands on the antiquated equipment, lulled to sleep by the...
Forest Creatures: Nushka – Part One
Short Story The creature’s name was Nushka although she didn’t know it yet. She was a child of the forest and her name was whatever tune the wind decided to whistle. Her name was...
I Hate When I Am Loving You
Break Up Poems Why don’t you leave? My thoughts, my home? Desert, run and flee- my heart an icy stone. Turn my memories into ashes. Burn them and make me forget! Your eyes,...
Tonal Stitching
How do we keep up this farce? If this question is directed at me tell you what get two strands of thread and a needle pray real hard to sterilize the point prick your...
Malfunction on the Morning Commute
A new light illuminates the dashboard. I divert to Midas, in vain, as the shop opens at 7:30. I don’t have time to wait. The manual says that the light indicates my tire pressure...
