Stained Glass Was All That Kept Me Near to Heaven
Katrina J. Paddock's poem "Stained Glass Was All That Kept Me Near to Heaven"
The Thing That Fell To Earth
by John RC Potter That Saturday morning in the summer of 1959, 12-year old Bobby Vicker’s head was full of thebook in his hands. He was reading Jules Verne’s "From…
ONE PLEASANT SUMMER AFTER LUNCH
by Ken Anderson I wandered deepinto an almond groveon the neglected groundsand would have never noticed him, appearingfrom a shady niche, if the air hadn’t blushedwith that golden glowwhich casts…
Adult Teeth
by David Hanlonafter ANOHNI They strip the enamel from mewith acid-slick taunts,leave my molars full of hollows,unleash shadows and icedeep in my shifting veins— until biological sexchills the bloodof any…
Reel & Make Believe | Never Say “I’ll be right back”, and NEVER trust an Eric!
From flesh-bound books to spiked psychedelics, every Eric brings chaos. Well hello, hola and HOWDY! This column has obviously taken a very long snooze, but I’m rejuvenated and back to…