By Corey Villas Previously published in The San Antonio Review It’s usually a three-hour drive back home from Chapel Hill, but today it feels even longer. Bright rays of morning sun beam through my car door window, the heat warm on my face despite the cold November weather outside. I try to focus on the … Continue reading My Friend, Booger Bill
The Origins of Day and Night
By Mac Lee In the realm of gods, Swain, the youthful and sole offspring of Zeus, harbored a fervent desire: to bring warmth and illumination to the frigid lands below. Earth lay ensconced in perpetual chill, its skies bereft of the sun's radiance, shrouded instead by the dominion of Selene, the frosty moon goddess. Lux, … Continue reading The Origins of Day and Night
A Pandemic Journal, the First Few Weeks
By Bakhtiar Ahmed First published: March 2022 in Kindle Thy Embers Anthology published by Lit-light publishers, Pakistan A Pandemic Journal, the First Few Weeks Bakhtiar Ahmed I woke up with a sinking feeling, a feeling of dread and hopelessness; I had an intense urge to flee but there was nowhere to go. I felt trapped, suffocated, … Continue reading A Pandemic Journal, the First Few Weeks
Who Am I? A Journal of Self Discovery
By Savannah Sisk This essay is a journey of self-discovery contained in a meager two thousand-something words. As you read you will watch me discover, then re-discover the concept of identity. As you read, you will watch me discover my identity. Along the way, you might be influenced to begin your own journey of self-discovery. … Continue reading Who Am I? A Journal of Self Discovery
&&& (anchor) And and tire of it
By Grace Yoon &&& (anchor) after WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS if that were to be so,that the current current didn’t expect much, how would the waves dodge its depends? or will it always be fate&destiny it rests upon?the promise of the next tide shall bring a-nother share of tomorrow’s peace and the redthat bleeds will turn … Continue reading &&& (anchor) And and tire of it
Decom Posit
By Christopher C Tennant I walked out to pastureBut the chief’s horse was missingSo I searched for herAnd I found her lying on the groundA gray mare in a brown fieldFruiting upon salted earthHer hair was glossyAnd her mane still silver-greyBut her eye sockets were emptyAnd her stomach rescinded into a grapeAnd so I weptAs … Continue reading Decom Posit
A Sneaky Way to Deprive the World of Rain
By Steve Grogan Starting to get sick of this:myself, my attempts to survive.I will regress, I will rebel,stomping my way to a heart attack.This is all I need.This is all I forget.In the mirror you can measure how quickly I fall.Mirrors reveal everything.Mirrors indicate if Earth really revolves.Tongues unmask the truth as well.Does your skin … Continue reading A Sneaky Way to Deprive the World of Rain
My mind is like the ocean
By Angie Matthew endless crashes gallons and gallons of my own conceptions and convictions slam against the shore feeling no mercy as rocks and shells are unwillingly bombarded tumbled through the wave they find peace among the sand. feeling no mercy as dread and shame unwillingly surface tumbled through my spirit I find peace among … Continue reading My mind is like the ocean
Does the Flower Know Its Beauty?
By Mike Turner Does the flower know its beauty?Or the skies the joy of flight?Do birds know their sweet melodiesBring us out from dark of night?Is our worth not that internalOur love not held in heartBut rather that which we each giveTo others, thus impart?Let loose those things we hold most dearThat they may fly, … Continue reading Does the Flower Know Its Beauty?
Who’s at the Door?
By Abe Margel There was someone outside her door. First she’d heard the footsteps, now someone was knocking. She was scared. Only a month earlier there’d been a home invasion just down the street from her so she wasn’t going to take chances. The knocking persisted. She pressed her age spotted hands against her ears. … Continue reading Who’s at the Door?
