A tragedy happened to Willie and Millie after years of marriage. All their kids were doing well and had nice families of their own but tragedy struck one dawn before Willie had had his morning coffee. Millie was on her third cup and Willie said Millie looked at him the wrong way and Willie asked, “What’s that look all about, Millie, what did I do now?” […]
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Early Morning, Tucson Foothills Shadows jag over rock and cactus playing tag with the rising sun, nature’s Rorschach asking me what these immense ink blots mean. This one’s the boogeyman scaring/scarring my daughter, that one’s a tarp smothering moist green fields of my youth, the one crest high a black stallion galloping away with loved ones’ years. […]
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I Am A Clone (Dedicated to Orphan Black) by, Melissa R. Mendelson She looks like me. Fate flashes by. She looks like me, and then she dies. I steal her life, walking dangerously along the knife, and now I’m cut open. I’m torn apart. They all look like me. Chorus: I am a clone. I don’t belong. […]
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PLAINLY INSANELY Insanity’s defined as doing many times Exactly as before, expecting different ends. Like beating horses dead, expecting to revive But never with success, yet still repeating trend. When process rules the roost, can never deviate No matter if it makes unquestioned logic to. For once the grooves are set, no possible escape Like chariots from ruts […]
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Sponging Up Succor I’m suffering through vinegary days, as if I’m Jesus at His Calvary. Arrested from my customary ways by modern versions of its harsh decree, I bend beneath the burden of my cross. Recalling laurels in Jerusalem, I’m painfully reminded of my loss who sport a fool’s cap for a diadem. As I secure my seat at […]
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There is something deeply suffocating about life today in the prosperous west. Bourgeoisification, the suburbanisation of the soul, proceeds at an unnerving pace. Tyranny becomes docile and subservient, and soft totalitarianism prevails, as obsequious as a wine waiter. Nothing is allowed to distress and unsettle us. The politics of the playgroup rules us all.
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Intrusion Forced entry into caves, mud huts, castles, log cabins, condos, has been a constant, despite best efforts of self defense, violent penetration usually resulting in looting, rape, slaughter, violation of the dwelling, yet more survive in modern times, courtesy of better law and order. Gary Beck/Ignition Point ‘Ignition Point’ is an unpublished poetry collection that looks at […]
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sKiN by, Melissa R. Mendelson Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Are you cold? Are you warm? Are you awake? Are you aware? These questions ran on a loop. It seemed like with every hour, they greeted me as an old friend would, but no face accompanied these words. I remained alone, locked in solitude. My black arm rested across […]
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LIFE AFTER DEATH (One Day in Pompeii) We walk the stones of Pompeii Where grooves from chariots live And try to fathom that day When Mt. Vesuvius heaved. The mountain belched now and then Whenever Vulcan saw fit To blow his bellows again And clean his forges of grit. Some smoke and ashes the norm. The […]
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NEVER TO WANDER Hell smoke has gone to rest And gradually I condense Like caged cloud in a fist of steel Bubbling in a helpless circumference The rope to winch is strained to shreds But in my sleeping wings Am sure to find Healing capsules for my nasopharyngitis Bang I cry Please heed the call Kindly enclose me in Else […]
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