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By Finley Daniels “Seriously? You guys are here on vacation?!” – some Spanish dude in the barrios of Malaga It was 5AM when my alarm started its ghastly ringing. I was about to smash my phone against the wall and go back to sleep when I realized what day it […]
By Donnie Casto II Many people would surely be able to sympathize with the change of fortune that life had brought to Thomas Barnes. Fewer, it seemed, would genuinely be able to empathize with it. A series of grave and unfortunate events found him recently taking on the task he […]
By: Kidman J. Williams The screams over the internet, the outcries of injustice and the all out anger over police officers who are blatantly violating the rights of the people to feel secure and safe when approached by one of these so called peace-officers has grown in the past 10 […]
By David Busboom art copyright Josh Chambers The thing began as a five-word text message: COME TO THE DOUDNA STEPS. I was down in Thomas Hall, working on a very tense and depressing one-act play for class, and after a week or so on the project I needed some excuse […]
By Marc D. Goldfinger The first thing I noticed after hugging the kids and wiping the tears away was the mound of plastic garbage bags in the middle of the living room—and the smell. The two big dogs circled around the garbage pile. I saw my daughter creeping under a […]
By Ron Whitehea in the 3am stillness when the veil tween spirit and matter has vanished before and after the visions there are only shadows and echoes copyright 2015 Ron Whitehead art copyright© 2015 joeyfeldman, all rights reserved www.joeyfeldman.com
By Ashley Beth I am a beech tree A member of the community Or the half that you just want to see Not listen to Nope Talking is the worst thing I can do To communicate Outside my community But rather, smile in my sun kissed glory
By Tony X Stanton I stood on the terrace having a quiet smoke at 11pm with only 6 empty chairs and 3 tables for company. Standing in the shadows beside a taped off area with a pool that seemed to be full of green slime. Just being within ten feet […]
By Matt Byrum I’m an All American Poet. I have diplomatic immunity which protects me from the entire community. I drive out on the backroads of Georgia, Kentucky, the deserts of Nevada and California, burning through the wind
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