By: Jessica Lao  Picture a 13-year-old sitting in a classroom, gradually consuming her weight in pencil erasers as her Georgia Studies teacher embarks on one of his infamous rants. “Did y’all see the video of that boy going after the store…

By: Adam Levon Brown  I was blessed with the divine madness! I have been chosen to spread this holy litany of this chewed on word. The blood which courses through my veins is infused with the strain of the Serpent Biting…

By: Adam Levon Brown  (Inspired by the Poetry of Derrick C.Brown) I walked up to a woman drinking sweet tea She resembled Mary Magdalene with a touch of “Bitch, I’ll cut you if you touch me” I asked her If I…

By: Adam Levon Brown  Motorboat silence cracks the open wave Mist falls on your parched ears While music enters through your rattling lungs Pomegranate lips squeeze through the open blind-shade Oleander sepulcher splattered on Pink Floyd’s Wall Departure from mainstream reality…

By: Tamra Scott-Hunt So remembered are these two whose lives once touched each other. On warm days they sat like small children playing in the sand, telling secrets that will never be told to another, and sharing each other’s laughter when…

By: Dichter I, a priest, am waiting behind the magic rainbow, in the beautiful Druid-temple, illuminated by the fire, that does not burn brightly, but shimmers such the magical jack-o’-lantern its sparks and sparkles are called the earthly sea of wonderful…

By: William Ogden Haynes It was one of those billiard halls that was known for strong cocktails, great tables and a high probability of picking up a date. Often, he was lucky enough to meet a woman who asked him to…

By: William Ogden Haynes The old couple sits on the front porch drinking coffee, waiting for the bad weather, wondering how many more storms they will be able to watch together. From the porch swing they can see the pampas grass…

By: William Ogden Haynes “In all, after the plans were pushed through the City Council, 193 acres were demolished, 30,000 people were displaced, bars, jazz clubs, and other businesses were pushed out, and 41 acres were claimed as additions to the…

By: Tamra Scott-Hunt I don’t want to hate you…. I want to dig deep and remember the times you were civil, pleasant, and safe. I don’t want to remember the hot, cold burn of your leather belt, your bulging temple veins,…