By: Linda M Crate why have you left us, star man? seems the fabric of the universe is coming untethered in your absence, and we still have the music but without you it just isn’t quite the same; always i’ve…
By: Angelo McCabe As you move and go away You divide me in two, Into the night and Into the day By your sun and the moon and stars that are Your eyes … Your eyes of blue That I love,…
By: Edward J. DeSilva, Jr is different than new. It grows more complex – richer – with the passing of time, like the taste of old scotch. It lingers on the tongue and in the memory. Or the smell of a…
By: Edward J. DeSilva, Jr The leaves fall faster now; it won’t be long. Tragic ballerinas pirouette and plié, magnificent in their death song. Lively spring-greens once supple and strong fade into shadows of glory now past. The leaves fall faster…
By: Balu George The muse has deserted me. It’s a struggle, to say the least, To make the words soar, dip, straighten out. Evoke pathos, anger, passion, contempt. I will take anything. The muse has danced her way out of my…
By: Angelo McCabe A bonfire burns in the silent holy night My body consumed by the fire that only you can ignite. I hunt for … what? Words — and the spirit that will be made flesh, that crave the caress…
By: Cornelia Păun Heinzel Every moment has its own meaning, significance, For me, for you, for him. In every moment there is an action important For me, for you, for him. Time is always crucial, For me, for you, for…
By: Lynn White All those lost people wandering the streets, perambulating among the purposeful passers by. Loose souls, dreaming products waiting to be fixed in frames, or pencilled in, placed on a page, or stage, stabilised, finished by my hand….
By: Lynn White Once I was whole. Complete. Unbroken. Once I breathed air. Once I walked. I spoke, I smiled, I looked sad. Yes, once I had feelings. And then, my sadness was selected. Chosen and frozen in it’s beauty….
At West Wing desk, Reince Priebus takes a collect call and summons President Trump to answer. By: Chuck Orloski “It’s Joaquin,” said El Chapo. “Remember me?” (an untypical pensive silent delay) “Oh, you mean the guy who played Johnny Cash in…









