By Katelyn Thomas He calculates, frets. Santa does not need to fit - No math in magic. This Christmas morning nature tinseled the white pine with layers of ice. Empty cardboard box - gift enough for the kitten. No need for the mouse. They are not ready to pack their wonder … Continue reading Holiday Contest First Prize: Poetry – Six Holiday Haiku/Senryu
Holiday Contest Winner- Fiction: We Better Get Back Before Dark
By David Ritterskamp “We better get back before dark, Pad.” Kittle’s voice was the only sound either of them had heard all through the quiet, cold day other than the background noise of snow falling, and their feet scrrching through it. Neither of them wanted to say it, but they knew they were in for … Continue reading Holiday Contest Winner- Fiction: We Better Get Back Before Dark
Ready for Christmas
By John Page
“The Kneeling Saint”
By John Page The Basilica of St. George the Hammer was the largest church in the city of Mulun. It was set on the Glimmor Hill. It was built in the Grim Nova Nouch style. The twenty story structure was covered in skulls, showing scenes of conflict: Heaven and Hell. Everything was done in a … Continue reading “The Kneeling Saint”
Sea Season II
By Feby Joseph So, it seemed, forgiveness wasn’t the answer – Doling out redemption hadn’t taken out the sting ... I looked out of my winter-room window At the sea, washing itself and felt – … Almost calm. It has been a season of storms And some hidden storms And some… The restoration manual required … Continue reading Sea Season II
“Sleepiness”
By Thomas Page It is the point in the semester I Lie down a lot because I am tired. Wired to finish my assignments by My own furious fate to get good grades Wades down my other activities, much Brunch-like pleasantries afforded to those Chosen few who don’t have something due now. How can I … Continue reading “Sleepiness”
Purple Haze
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“We Report to You Now” Or A Golden Shovel of Stephen Crane’s The Open Boat”
By Thomas Page “None of them knew the color of the sky” —Stephen Crane How can one report on tragedy? None Of the academics can offer explanation of The role of journalism in tragedy. Am I an outsider to them, Getting the facts straight as they sort out them Who are no longer with us? … Continue reading “We Report to You Now” Or A Golden Shovel of Stephen Crane’s The Open Boat”
What goes through a Kid’s Mind in the Time Running up to Christmas
By John Page Candy Candy Toys Toys Excited, excited, excited! Santa is coming! Hope I was good. Want School over. It is almost Christmas!
The Silver Tiger
By Thomas Page “The Silver Tiger” She slowly stalks Her hapless hunt Raising rigid razors To talon tuna From her food dish Eating revenant resolves Of old animals Shaped silly small Fabricated fish things She sips sweetly From fresh fountain Wash-backed water and Purrs proudly presently Now noontide naps Are adventitious plans Securing soft sofa … Continue reading The Silver Tiger
Academy of the Heart And Mind 