By: Ed Nichols I left my motel and walked up the beach, turned in front of the pier and walked over three blocks to Al’s Café. It was going to be a fine day. A few cottony clouds moved out of…
By: Reese Scott Jake laid down on the gurney. It felt as though he was on backwards. Suddenly all he could think of were fragments of song lyrics that he was infatuated with when he was younger and afraid to…
By: Mohammad Jashim Uddin I am a Boishakhi Storm. I am a Ruin and Destruction. I am an Atom Bomb. I am a King Cobra. Storm, Ruin, Destruction, Bomb and Cobra to wipe distress of the Humanity. I am a Sail…
By: Denny E. Marshall Tall ashen sails of the mind Push hard like gusting inside winds Lost out in the edgeless vastness In deep-waters of receptor ocean No land connections in sight As far as thought perceives Hurricanes push both ways…
By: Denny E. Marshall Heart grows majestic wings to fly away To soar and hide amongst a silver cloud Pump with endless tales, length of Milky Way Heart grows majestic wings to fly away Looking for love behind a new doorway…
By: Denny E. Marshall Loneliness is a gene All are born with Evolutions of time Will not detach At times lays dormant Hidden in helix The long spiral strands Are always present Atoms spin around Calls from the past Even crowded…
By: Chuck Orlosk On balmy October morning, 2013, Dillon G. (16) trespassed RR Tracks, listened to hip hop music on head set. Earth rumbled, scream of locomotive horn; The voice of Bruno Mars, “you walk around here like you wanna be…
By: William T. Hathaway When the doctor told dad he had fatal leukemia, he really fell apart. He wasn’t ready to die and couldn’t handle the finality of it all. The doctor tried to soften the news by saying the…
By: Sri Ram Subsequently, I was asked to take up the Relationship Manager post for this profile and handle it. I complained that this would be a tough one to begin with but they reminded me of the many statements…
By: JD DeHart I first found myself in the wood, nestled in dew and fog, where no one would pry and find me slumping. Life was rather perfect then. I occasionally had to use my horns to shoo some intruder…
