By D.C. Mason The letter was typed out neatly on the letterhead of the church school in Knoxville and was signed by their dean of admissions in a black flourish above his name. I could not read the letter but…
By: Linda M Crate you didn’t deserve me all the oceansi cried for you,should’ve kept to myself;you didn’t deservethem— you only wanted my nakedbody and not my naked soul soyou didn’t deserve the firstof my flowers, either; but that was…
By: Edward Wells One The moon laid a strip of light on the dark ocean. The reflection was soft except for the crests of the waves catching the light sharp and white. The ocean seemed so quiet. “Nothing.” John outlined…
By Anita G. Gorman It was spring, finally, at Ashleyville College in the lovely town of Ashleyville, Ohio. Hortense Lilymadden was teaching English 211, Introduction to Fiction, Poetry, and Drama. Her class had forty-seven chairs, and the same number of…
By: Charlie Brice Drinks with John Last night I had a drink in a pub with John Lennon.His hair was short and he wore those rimless glasseshe used to read the world. We had a nice time although he made…
By: Bruce Levine Friday ended without incident. Another week over and Robert Jamison felt that he’d earned his weekend off. As he got ready for the evening he wondered what he’d do. Actually he had no idea. There really was…
By: Ken W. Simpson Potholes in the Ocean Infamous legacies from the rich and religiousbetrothed to blandishmentsBlessings from an invisible and mythical deityMan-made and threateningDangerous exhortations from political patriotsdonations happily acceptedPremonitions of revelations granted to heavenas fanciful stories and fablesThe…
By: Ken W. Simpson The American Empire is passing into a final stage of decadence. The myth of Christianity is being replaced in the minds of degenerate Americans with the worship of evil – in the form of the occult…
By: John Grey COMMUTE An alarm clock rings on the side-table.My head rings in harmony. The cat jumps uponmy curled-up body,tears my dream to shreds. I flick on the radio for company.The station plays a songI’ve heard a thousand times…
By: Allison Morgenthaler John and Marcy Long just got into the car after their appointment with the Medicaid lawyer. The lawyer was advising them on what the middle class must do to afford nursing home costs. They can apply by…