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Poem: burning bridge

By: Linda M Crate some die young, but something tells me you’ll be an old pompous man with grandchildren a lecherous old man who’s hated by his own children; i wouldn’t be surprised but i don’t have time to worry…

Poem: finding my place

By: Linda M Crate just want to close my eyes open them let the sun swallow me in the gold of kindness and love remember me all the compassion the world wants forgotten, and to embark on dreams i didn’t…

Poem: red, white and blue

By: Reese Scott I got off the plane I looked out the window Then I saw them. They had signs. “Welcome home”. They had big smiles. They were happy. Expecting someone that is no longer here.

Story: Love

By: Sri Ram Mathan stumbled upon the ground, on the straight faultless street when Sadhana along with her friend Saritha, both dressed in lovely green and red color Sarees respectively , crossed by. ‘Would you stumble even on a perfect…

Story: The Weathermen

By: Michael McInnis “Look at weather this morning?” Ciaran said. “We’re fine here,” Nick said. “Doppler radar showed clear.” “Not down South.” “We’re not down South. We’re fine here. All day.” “That’s got to be hell on earth down there,”…

Poem: All is well

By: Milt Montague the park a brisk walk then a sit down recovery as I listen to gentle but firm rhythm of my heart beat…beat…beat reassuring that all is well it’s great to be alive smell the flowers each and…

Poem: I carry a stone

By:  Milt Montague I carry a stone in my pocket a reminder of an unbelievable atrocity perpetrated upon the world by a handful of men led by one maniac who systematically tortured and murdered six million people only because they…

Poem: Near Miss

By: Robert League almost the bullet smashed me almost the world fell on me almost I saw my own death almost I ran the course that would send me flying away to a distant land where I am no more