By Tristen Eason A handsome man, adept at growing tall in his youth, Sean always arrived through the campus buildings to greet me with a smile and offer to buy me and any other friends with me a coffee….
By Douglas Young Clyde Thompson and Sedona Watts held hands driving up the rural, two-lane highway. They had almost reached the mountainous Thadeus Holtzclaw State Park where Sedona had tried to get Clyde to go camping for years. Though…
By: Cynthia Pitman The Art of Immortality La Roche-Cotard Cave in Franceand Ardales Cave in Spain,inhabited by Neanderthalsat least 60 millennia ago,have revealed on their wallsexpressions of art.Straight and curving flutingsmade by fingertips dragged through clayand crowds of handprints stenciledwith…
By: Byron Beynon. AFRICAN DAISIES The family who’d movednext to my father’s houseasked the name of the flowersthat grew outside his porch.“African Daisies”, he said.Unfolding with the sunthey open like a greeting,an innocent warmtha remedy of colourswhich smileeach one a…
By: James Aitchison When daylight sets,grief shrinks the strongest.We who survive walk innights darker now,and shadows corruptthe sunlight.We grieve another’ssparse moment of existence,their speck of sand in time,and when the blows and pain are over,a soul that seeks no morewill…
By: Don Tassone Bone-tired and drenched in sweat, the old man sat down on a landscape boulder under the cool shade of an oak tree in his backyard. Catching his breath, he looked down at his dirty hands…
By: Steven Bruce The Miracle on Mundane Street The morning cameand didn’t try to flog mea miracle. The coffee tasted like coffee,the path beside the river was dry,and the crowsconducted their usualcrooked business. Nothing historic happened. The world offeredan empty…
By: Rahoz Shwan Pick up your bag, Khalil; life allows no time to rest! No longer on summer mornings, As in my childhood days upon waking, do I step into the courtyard to listen to the melodies of the doves;…
By: Adam Page I have to be honest from the outset. When someone tells me their favourite novel is A Confederacy of Dunces, I need to know why. Because two types of people love this book, and they exist on…
By: Donald Lee A pep rally was scheduled for Saturday ahead of Collegiate Prep’s boys’ basketball championship game but for now the students straggling into Ms. Burke’s AP Calculus class for first period were still half asleep. Students were free…