Shoot
/It’s so wrong to be both
the bullet and the target
To scream ‘I love you’s and yet loath
what you have …
By Slyvia Rose
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Winning and Losing
/Dave and Sue were spending Saturday night in front of the television. There was cold beer, takeaway pizza and rubbish television. The perfect night in. In between the quiz show and the Saturday night film, there was the lottery…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreDreams of the Big Time
/Carl Thomas read the rejection letter from the publishers and sighed. He had been writing since his teenage years. It was the thing he was most passionate about. He lived for writing. Putting the words on the page, telling these stories…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreMysterious Muse
/I spotted you on the steps
It was Mother’s Day, but you may have been with your partner
You walked towards me and did a head nod
I think I made a …
By Samantha Merz
Read MoreThe Mystery of Asinine
/In the piney woods outside the Puget Sound,
Moss on the canopy floor forms lumps like the sour milk that’s currently in your refrigerator.
Vines crawl like the bugs that are…
By Benjamin Block
Read MoreThe Art of Nail-Biting
/The art of nail-biting
hand-wringing anxiety
Has perpetuated my life
And then left like a…
By Sylvia Rose
Read MoreThe Carriage…
/The Carriage: A Golden Shovel
I used the Golden Shovel …
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Pain spilled forth onto the page because
remorse and hopelessness were all…
By Laura Daniels
Read MoreThe Flower Within
/Hear not the silence in the new fallen snow
embankments high of drifted wonder hide
all that winter buries underneath its surface
and cocoons itself in an invisible …
By DL Mullan
Read MoreNot On Her Watch
/Lynda headed down the street, eyeing the group with suspicion and hostility. As she passed by, she glared intently at them. They were just hanging around, loitering, lurking across the street. The group were trouble, she just knew…
By Chris Platt
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