By Kim Charles Younkin January 22 Dear Dad, I’m scared. Don’t worry, though. It’s different this time. It’s Maisie. She has this infection in her glands, the vet says. I didn’t even know dogs had these glands until Maisie started scooting on her bottom all over the yard in the snow a few weeks ago. … Continue reading Excisions
When You Are Gone, You Are Not Gone
By Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein Those who say about thee with words of despair, Merely weave walls of words- You are not insane, Oh my love, Talk to me for a while and bless my heart at times, With your pain. Sit with me, feel the gentle breeze, Can you listen to the sound of … Continue reading When You Are Gone, You Are Not Gone
The Life-Blood of Poetry
By Lori Newbold I release my thoughts into the care of words So they can fly upon the wings of poetry. Soaring among clouds of creativity, And then gracefully landing To their home on my page. The life-blood of these emotions flows, Freely as ink from my pen, Forming sentences that give voice to … Continue reading The Life-Blood of Poetry
Self Control
By Abdul Hadi Haleemah Anger overpowers the soul, Fury blinds the eye Take a deep breath and inhale calmness, Control the self. When hurtful thoughts eat up the heart, and Ego rapes the mind, Throw away the wrath, Control the self. Create a life that's sweet, Creed with self control, Away from mire, and rage … Continue reading Self Control
The Atlas of Disappearing Places
By Ciaran J. McLarnon The shortest distance between any two points is a straight line. Gladstone had this in mind as he aimed to walk down the middle of the corridor. He wasn’t sure why he was going to the dining room anymore, but he a deep sense that whatever he had to do there … Continue reading The Atlas of Disappearing Places
Poems by Stephen Kingsnorth
Inhibitors When they die I truly live, inhibitors put in their place, reveal the well wrapped, buttoned me. The sunshine strip has sloughed the outer layers off, factor eight, nine or ten cannot protect from running blood. Your distress, your unease, is at honesty, not my disease. What a dangerous globe it is when … Continue reading Poems by Stephen Kingsnorth
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
Academy of the Heart And Mind 