No Fire (Parody of Twenty One Pilots’ song, Car Radio) by, Melissa R. Mendelson I ponder on something called fate. It could be so cruel when it should be great. My heart’s only desire Is nothing now but a dead flower, And my friends call me a liar Because they know I can breathe no fire. I […]
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WHAT LIES BENEATH At base of elevator shaft Lives planet I once knew (Preserved by technologic craft) On which earth’s surface grew. Beneath a roof of greenhouse glass Lies planet of my birth Supporting seven levels vast Of Hotel Planet Earth. Atop the seventh level like The Babylon of old Are gardens hanging lush and ripe […]
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THE MULTIPLEX – By John Zedolik Walking on the left side is walking on the same street but it’s the other of the one if the right has been the only I have used in my journeys up the hill and back home in falling leaves or following cold. And yet another arises when walking in the middle […]
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Rethinking Things – By Gil Hoy I should have married a computer with high-speed internet at an early age. I wouldn’t have needed so much school. Just search for “Most useful info” and read on for four years. Grad school? Just search: “Most useful info—advanced.” It’s all there. If Bill Gates had thought of this, he could really truly […]
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The Cross Near the Edge A too small cross in a big wayside shrine amidst the fields on the fertile loess soil, soon to be devoured by the bucket wheel excavator, a monstrous word for an even more monstrous machine. The shrine made of dark red brick, plain, simple, solid, almost for eternity, like the many farmhouses here; […]
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WINTERS CROSS (By Joseph Cavera) Clouds up above, letting man know He has no premise, untouched flow And we hope for promising years After shedding a thousand tears Yesterday’s sorrow constantly nears Though the moon shines blue By dawn, will turn indigo hue A Cross of Winter Blessed with heavenly snow ~Second Place winner in the 2008 Bergen […]
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Poem By SIMON PERCHIK * Though there’s no leak your hand at every turn makes the adjustment takes hold the way this wrench begins as mountainside, workable picked up and the pebble dragged off circles down, carving out her name and from your mouth the stutter tighter, tighter –it’s all about the water isn’t it? a spill […]
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A RED RANT (By Joseph Cavera) To all, I wonder everyday…why all of my friends, enemies, and acquaintances alike are crying and slowly edging towards sheer insanity…is there nothing that you can show alacrity over? Do your actions and words have…any… thought behind them? While this generation continues to writhe in its own self-created strife…I laugh, and smile […]
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More “Sold,” she said, as I stared in awe and wonder. But I had questions, important questions! Yet, I was silent in the face of her edict, her bright red and white sign. It was gone. So easily gone. So quickly gone. But how? Who decides what’s for sale? Who names the price? This place, this spot […]
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A stiff razor-edged blade slices – By Gil Hoy through pulsating flesh, as the hot orange sun glistens on freshly red-tainted steel. No moans, no cries, no gasps, as the core of a rational caring human being falls to the ground with a sickening thud. A disgusted Prime Minister, with rows of soldiers in neatly pressed uniforms […]
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