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Animal Dilemmas – Dragonfish Chameleon

Short Story   The Chameleon finished enjoying the sun and the chat with Lemur. It enjoyed a good conversation but the Lemur’s beliefs were clouding its own. It preferred conversing with its own kind...

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Corn Row

Short Story   Autumn is when most things begin to die; leaves fall off of trees, the crops from the summer are all picked. Even the animals have their own version of death, falling...

Abstract poetry 0

Wake Me With Risk

Poem   You may see my body In a dead-like form Yet I travel within My resting mind You may feel sorry Seeing my body In this fixed look Yet, see not my soul...

self poems 0

Seriously

Poem   Forsooth Betwixt daylight and moonlight I fall like the rain that sees only it’s falling like a looking-glass an incantation a charm that let’s me see I look so deeply to find...

losing love poems 0

Anna

Poem   All at once, you were someone else. I nearly introduced myself. I wondered at the child before me- A child. My God, had it always been so? Had the wine been that...

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Mother of Disappointments

Short Story   Jess stumbled breathlessly up the stairs, dragging her suitcase behind her, with difficulty. As heavy and cumbersome as a corpse, Jess pulled her baggage over the last two steps and the...

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What If

Poem   What if the grass stopped watching, What if the snow stopped icing, What if the robins stopped bleeding? Would you look at me? Would you actually see? I wonder sometimes If my...

storm poems 0

Hurricane Sandy Serenade, Part Two

Haibun Poem   October 30th Wisps of breeze and a steady drizzle replace the shearing winds and punishing torrent. Our trees stood. Branches, twigs and leaves litter both yards and the driveway. Our house...

morning poems 0

The World’s Exhale

Poem   Waking up I hear the rain, the wind rustling the tree branches The rushing of car wheels spinning over the wet streets I see the blue light peeking from behind the curtains...

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Finally, a Will

Poem   So childlike I can’t be like love, like that Strength, yes The heirlooms passed down from fathers To sons like sparks given to an anvil From hammers Greatness laughs As a child,...