A Different Perspective
Haibun Cotton ball clouds reflect off the paneled windows of Mountainside Hospital— like a view of the sky through the eyes of a fly. shade on a hot June day leaves flutter ...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Haibun Cotton ball clouds reflect off the paneled windows of Mountainside Hospital— like a view of the sky through the eyes of a fly. shade on a hot June day leaves flutter ...
Serial Fiction The Devil was lying about being part of a group thousands strong. In fact, it was alone. And due to its overactive mind had to come up with wild tales I...
Serial Fiction The Brewer liked to think that he was not represented in this mélange of social craziness. He liked to think that he was a completely different kind of animal. A puma...
Poem I am small and hopeful I see the sun, I see a smile The world is with me I’ll be here for awhile I am sheltered and free I see green, I see...
Haibun Sunlight flashes off the ripples spreading across Lake Skanatatti. We sit on a courtyard-sized outcropping. A Brazilian woman with a flower tattoo on her bare left shoulder talks into a two-way radio. Her...
Poem Slowly waking, one by one, A hive of glowing fireflies: I watch them burning to life Wondering what dreams they’re dreaming What each one is thinking Alone in his glowing cell; Bright...
Poem High rises grow from the city like weeds. Concrete is supple soil if the gardener is nurturing and ruthless. Living things need both to blossom. The fruit the buildings bare drips down...
Poem I still think of us as the proprietors of the Poe House up North In the field surrounded by traffic circles and public park Except our one corner with the tall grass...
Poem The day is the yellow of a sun. And the sky is smiling back through lands and grass as green as thousands emeralds and the beach is kissed by waves as blue as...
Serial Fiction The Dingo had accidentally invented a way to always have food and to never be bothered by others of its kind. For years it traversed the outback and became fat and...
Serial Fiction He concluded that was no good to run over the same old ground but to make something out of it. Since this was the first dream he had in years that...