Fashionable Diplomacy
Sci-Fi Short Story This universe began on a spaceship. It was on this spaceship that the first intelligent form of communication occurred, which turned out to be in the common tongue of the...
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My Horizon
Free Verse Poem It is key to understanding this entrapment- this sentence within the fleshy jail of mortality- to realize that we cannot change the bars or the walls, or the height from...
Playful and Sweet
Inspirational Poems When we believe that Soulfulness is the embodiment of Perfection We tell ourselves that we are imperfect, and incomplete. When we believe others must seek Perfection We negate their inherent Beauty...
Zedlist – Part Twenty Eight
Thriller Fiction “Focus on that energy, close your eyes gently and try to clear your mind. When a thought drifts in allow it to be there for as long as it needs to be...
The Exploding Star
Short Story She’d woken me in the middle of the night with her chin on my temple. “But that’s not fair,” I whispered to her, “I don’t want you to go.” Rain pelted...
First Easter after Dad
Haibun Poetry Chocolate-centered pastries; strawberry shortcake; sliced pineapple, melon and cantaloupe: all on platters spread across the row of tables. A pitcher of homemade red wine sits near empty glasses. Mira and her...
Not Too Many and Not Too Few
Poem Trying to lightly find connection by trimming the tree of lost affection Cut too deeply with a desire for more Hurts and pulls the roots from the core Continue to trim those dying...
Closer – Animus
Abstract Poetry Context based on sex Forever saying what’s best to have a bedroom victory tune becomes redundant, never misses its mark acquiesce with aplomb then figure out the fallout in somebody else’s...
New York City Football Club
New York Poem Possessed by a foul mood last Sunday, I accompanied you to the soccer game. The one you waited outside in line shivering for hours to covert the free tickets. I...
Beneath the Ceiling
Poem There was a whisper Then the words sprung forth with a roar that matched the terrors of my heart As the icicles melted into springtime And the clock’s hands continued turning There...
Walking Beside Her
Stream of Consciousness Story The smell assaulted her senses like a river of floating, twirling turds. “What? Where is that stink coming from?” the woman in the leather sandals asked. For half a...
