Water Year
The chicken fevered between witchery in his forearm and the dead counter when its neck was snapped cold. He ran a slit at the throat and held the thing up gushing clean into the...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
The chicken fevered between witchery in his forearm and the dead counter when its neck was snapped cold. He ran a slit at the throat and held the thing up gushing clean into the...
A photo Looking straight at you Of grand skies and Dramatic low-hanging clouds Of lustrous tropical plants and Sinewy trees There it is The warm beaches and soft sand, You feel the gentleness seep...
Haibun Poem The apple tree’s trunk split into two like outstretched open arms. A step onto a stump and an arm around one of the splits ensured an easy climb. Dean and I...
Happiness Poems Happiness, Again? She, the wife of his youth ne’er replaced her who bore him in time. His coming forth, a spitting cobra of bitterness not weaned but sharpened baby teeth, in reincarnation. No...
Our shadows are the only thing That stops sunlight that has traveled 93 million miles from reaching its final destination And when I think I am incapable of impacting change in my tiny, insignificant...
The haggis and potato for lunch sat heavily in our bellies as we drove into the Scottish highlands that afternoon. It was already October, and tourist season had recently passed, but the hills we...
Short Story The Goats were happy to leave the the Donkey behind. They put a great effort to stay upbeat, even though their beards were not as thick as they used to be a...
Hospital Elevator after Mark Strand Three floors including a restricted level. Not one highlighted. A woman steps in and asks where to. “I’m not going anywhere,” I say. “I don’t push buttons.” Three floors...
“Oh my god- I love you!” That was the first thing I can remember Sorah Lee ever saying to me. I’m pretty sure it was immediately after handing her a shot of something delicious...
easier said than done when you see yourself in the mirror and don’t like the picture hypnotized by illusions touch the glass and you will acknowledge the distortions and colourless flowers drunk with poisoned...
“Feel free to use the shower by the way”, Kevin said. “There is a blue towel hanging up in the bathroom, it’s clean.” “Thanks”, Tim said, “A shower would be good, I still feel...