by James Croal Jackson.
Love that is no love
at all I park in the
sun I feel the old
city meander and
breathe around me
like the open river
in a wind storm
by Exangel
by Exangel
by Exangel
by Exangel
by Barry Vitcov. Someone or something murdered a murder hornet in plain sight without anyone noticing or caring very much It’s not supposed to be that way Talk among other animals now a smaller animal kingdom the inhuman (inhumane?) portion of the kingdom of course lacked sympathy, empathy any language for compassion Feelings of relief […]
by Exangel
by Benjamin White. -1- Directions take chances on being mistaken And are never certain about right or wrong As destinations go along with the arrows And the labels printed on signposts Where ghosts hold on with the patience Of stillness that refuses to point a way Or explain what would have been better Or […]
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by Tim J. Myers. I’ve slipped away from suburbs and irrigated fields, spelunking the vaporous fissure in which blue river is snapped away forever– and now I travel descending hollowed rock-bowels to Hela’s kingdom– have abandoned the world of blue and yellow light where they pound out Christmas carols on a sour piano at the […]
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by Jim Meirose. Dr. Toby VanDer-Uncle dried the last fork off his after dinner washing job, draped the towel off of the drainrack, and moved toward his big LiftyBoy reclinering TV viewing seat, hoping upon hope that a fine TV program would distract him from the bitterly-hot, but thankfully fading, disappointment—and also tinged with some […]
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by David D. Horowitz. Hello! Hello? HELLO? HEL-lo. HELLO!!! “Hello” can be said in countless ways and might convey joy, ambivalence, sarcasm, love, or surprise, depending as much on a speaker’s inflection as the word’s definition. Yes, but that’s true of almost any word or phrase. Yes, it is, as any skillful actor or politician […]
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by Peter Onelio. There is a choice, a deadly, diabolical decision built into the psyche of humanity that comes in the form of an ultimatum. It strips the individual of their right to live a thoroughly free life, and it lives in the blind spot of the collective unconscious, the veritable black hole at the […]
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