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PoetryCrucifixion and Dog Food by Anna Cates
Crucifixion and Dog Food Brown hills— Brown sky— Empty roads lead From nothing to nowhere— The cattle cars rattle by Horse heads Hang from windows Tongues loll in thirst They pant like…
FictionHi! How Are You? By Anita G. Gorman
Martha was getting tired of it. Tired of all the people who no longer said hi, but always said, “Hi, how are you?” When did it become a requirement to ask everyone…
PoetryMother Nature by Bill Melton
Mother Nature I learned to love nature as a child, Watching my father lovingly till the soil, coaxing the best from plants, or gently tame wild creatures. He taught me not to…
PoetryCarolyn on the First Real Day of Spring by Luke Evans
Carolyn on the First Real Day of Spring Colors of a waking city flash, reflect and turn blind eyes away. “I am that double rainbow,” she tells me, “fading and short-lived, soon…