Reel Journeys Few weekend miles I pedal bike through juggernauts, a colporteur, of imaginations, peddler, to change her library books, as scout to scour travel shelves for tomes, to take round globe poor-sight shut-in. I, from saddle, expedition lead, survey routes, change climate, clime, prepare her passage, appoint path, sail wave, hack jungle … Continue reading Poems by Stephen Kingsnorth
Alejandro, 2019
By Tomer Peretz “Alejandro”, 2019 Oil on Canvas 72” x 60” Part of my upcoming exhibition “Incomplete”, Ouro Studio, LA, CA Narcos actor, Alejandro Edda is a friend of mine and he is staring in a short film called “El Bus”; a story of a family man who gives up on life. Not being … Continue reading Alejandro, 2019
These Little Men
By Marc Carver I don't care about the people who have lied to me, all little people, trying to hold onto the little that they have in life that they think is a lot. People are happy to lie to you when they think you are on top because they want to be where … Continue reading These Little Men
“BAD MAN” and “BAD MAN 2”
By Marc Carver "BAD MAN" You have to be a bad man to be a poet you have to be disturbed you don't even have to know why but know that is why you can and if you ever find out it doesn't really help you or make you a better poet if anything it … Continue reading “BAD MAN” and “BAD MAN 2”
Poems by Bruce McRae
"Dreams Are For Dreamers" This old bed has seen better days and told different stories. This old bed resembles a sack of broken clothes hangers. As far as portals into sleep go this bed has went. I’m on the rack. It’s the iron maiden. This old bed is an early grave, but death won’t sleep … Continue reading Poems by Bruce McRae
Poems by Marc Carver
THE IN AND OUT The man in the locker room moved his stuff for me and for some strange reason he said it was always the in and out. "You are spot on everything is about the in and out if only I could do the in and out all day life would be great." … Continue reading Poems by Marc Carver
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
Academy of the Heart And Mind 