My First By Bernadette Perez My first everything I recall the moment Where we were and what we did How you made me feel Young and carefree It was You It was Me I came with friends I left with you All day Everyday Days went by We were by each other's side … Continue reading Poetry Contest 3rd Place
Story Contest 3rd place
The Braille Reader By Deryn Pittar “There’re feathers all over the floor, again,” Mother said, her voice cross and exasperated. “I’m heartily sick of picking them up.” Christina shook her head at this utterly ridiculous statement, considering they didn’t have a budgie or a parrot. Her mother had early-on-set dementia and often became confused. She … Continue reading Story Contest 3rd place
Poetry Contest 2nd Place
By Philip Clark My Cigarette She was my cigarette. With each deathly breath She stole from me, I gasped for more As her ashes burned Into my heart and lungs And finger tips. I still sense Her smell, lingering. I heard her light put out. But she still burns. Still stains. Still. Her … Continue reading Poetry Contest 2nd Place
2nd Place of the Story Contest
RUBY’S WALL SINGER By Clynthia Burton Graham Sunlight releases me from the grip of a snake squeezing my bones into disintegration. I sit up sweaty and breathless from my nightmare. Two thoughts emerge from the dark residue of restless sleep. I have ovarian cancer and I need to hear my wall singer. My hand unconsciously … Continue reading 2nd Place of the Story Contest
Poetry Contest Winner
Sleep II by Feby Joseph I knew… Somehow - Somehow, I knew. that this slumber was an intermezzo of waiting. Like the newest of leaves that stretch out to gold Somehow, I knew - …knew That there was someone… beyond the bend. My repose wasn’t unpleasant – It wasn’t a cage – yet I knew … Continue reading Poetry Contest Winner
Story contest winner – Faint of Heart
By Susanne Thomas Holly sat down in the booth of the hospital lab and took a deep breath. She placed her hands neatly in her lap and prepared to wait. The lemon scented disinfectant singed her nostrils some but reassured her that all was clean. She glanced around the room, noting posters she didn’t want to … Continue reading Story contest winner – Faint of Heart
What it Feels like When it is Raining
By John Page I think what a bird thinks in the rain Rain is cold Rain is wet Rain makes everything wet Rain is fun to walk in Rain is dangerous Rain is relaxing Rain is
Driving
By James Diaz I asked you the name of this town we were slowly passing through like storm clouds that are holding out and the earth below waiting expectantly, open mouthed, greedy- for all that rain that won't come didn't you see the sign you asked, no then why don't we name it … Continue reading Driving
Stem Cell
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan research is always being protested and funded and protested again so that after a while it becomes hard to figure out where the funding begins and the protest stops in much the same way you dig a hole into the wet crimson earth and wonder about all the … Continue reading Stem Cell
“Digging Fox” (Haiku 178-182)
By Thomas Page Is a digging fox, Scraping at rosewooded grave, Reanimator? What separates whey And curd, butter and cream, wheat From casted chaff? The endless river Of thought flows frameless without Regard to sequence Is flowing language A loose arrangement of mixed Confusing writing? Will this haiku mean The same thing as when I … Continue reading “Digging Fox” (Haiku 178-182)
Academy of the Heart And Mind 