Smokin’ story collections!

Short story collections have enriched my reading lately. What strikes me most about the books I’ve read is how creative the authors—or in the case of one anthology, the authors and editors—were in framing their projects. It’s not just writing style that distinguishes...

A poem: Blank Is

Blank Is Blankness. What is blank behind you? Stillness, rage, blank. On and on. Blank fear. Lid on, eyes open blind, blank. Bars rattling, chains breaking blank apart. Sign torn, smeared blank. Long ago. A boot on the neck, blank. On the stomach, on the head. Blank....

Sometimes

Sometimes A reflection by Laura with a way cool poem by Moira Kathleen Sometimes I feel like a bloated computer file stuffed with too many variations of the same old story. Other times I’m like a youngster again watching Jiminy Cricket sing When You Wish Upon a...

Looking through the blinds

looking through the blinds by Laura McHale Holland lower branches shorn the redwood stands beside brick, steel, glass high above the building the tree is whole made to last it will outlive our desks, computers smartphones, copiers, deadlines we are but blips looking...