Skater Boy
Poem Attracting my sites like a magnet Moving through the busy street Weaving through the evening traffic Setting pose with bended knee Taking flight as if by magic Landing inches from my feet Never...
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Poem Attracting my sites like a magnet Moving through the busy street Weaving through the evening traffic Setting pose with bended knee Taking flight as if by magic Landing inches from my feet Never...
Short Story For a first time in its life the Penguin felt tired. And it somehow knew that that is not temporary fatigue. The bulb was one thing but it merely served as an...
Deftly move through the day. Roll back from Bronx River bumper-to-bumper traffic, failing computers, and unprinted lessons. Stand shoulder-to-shoulder with H: face down a quarrelling Demba—and follow through. Negotiate 9th period alone at the...
Short Story The Bee flew out of the window like a rocket using all its strength. Ejecting its poison into the giant required tremendous effort. What the Bee didn’t know was that most bees of...
Short Story He was named Anton. Not after anyone in his family. His kin started in the fires of war and peace that ravaged Eastern Europe. His grandfather fled to the New World. He...
Poem As I listen to the words coming out of your mouth, I imagine a world where I would rather be. A mountain full of yellow flowers instead of snow, with blue butterflies landing...
Sci Fi Series “Welcome home, Sweets,” quipped Jopp as the glowing mass of Pa Nui appeared ahead of them. A thousand multicolored towers huddled together atop a chrome hemisphere floating in open space. Loi...
Serial Fantasy The other birds remained mostly in the trees. They crowded together in a tangled and haunted mess of whispers. When one of the other four legged creatures passed beneath the tree, they...
Short Story He started at the water, and wanted to end there as well. Before the sea, Joe knew nothing of himself. He was only a shell of the man his parents wanted...
Short Story As he was distracted, Jennifer quickly dropped down and let her left arm lie on the ground. She planted her foot over the hand’s two broken fingers and was able to wrench...
The traffic is bumper-to-bumper south of Anthony Wayne Recreation Area. A five-minute drive to the first exit for Bear Mountain takes an hour. When we learn the park is closed, due to reaching capacity,...
Short Story Bill was in the shower. This time of the morning was his scheduled time and it was also his favourite time of the day. There, in his tiled palace, he was...