October 6, 2015
February 24, 2015
Filed under Arts, Literary, Poems
By Sahnje McGonigle
From the cold a bullseye rose
Casting a large red shadow it shone!
It’s shelves stocked to the brim
Knick-knacks as far as the eye could see!
With it’s downtrodden employees it’s dest...
February 24, 2015
Filed under Arts, Literary, Poems
By Jennifer Donnay
I set off to a special spot, walking alone with my daughter in hand,
Taking in all the beautiful sights, smells, that entice our minds,
I arrive at our sanctuary, we take off our shoes, feeling the soft...
December 14, 2014
Filed under Arts, Literary, Poems
By Samuel Goldman
According to http://www.cdc.gov/homeandrecreationalsafety/overdose/ 114 Americans
die everyday from drug overdose. 6,748 are forced to enter the ER for the misuse or
abuse of drugs. Love is also a d...
December 11, 2014
Filed under Arts, Literary
By Nykki Norlander
His Piano
is in the attic, large windows face the moon
and his hands itch, his body creaks
like the stairs as he climbs them.
Bookcases line the opposite wall
of the piano. When he can glimpse
the midd...
December 7, 2014
Filed under Arts, Literary, Poems
By Samuel Goldman
I rock blue skinny jeans. My beanies come in different colors like jelly beans. My
love poems are as sweet as candy. Someday my writing career will blow up like
cotton candy. Welcome to the game. Eve...
December 4, 2014
Filed under Arts, Literary, Poems
By Lucas Herrera
I
Onto privilege,
While standing on the rope
With no net beneath him.
Corner, where the bends forsake proper learning.
Found there, a child bleeds out
2 blocks away from my mother’s house
It...
December 1, 2014
Filed under Arts, Literary
By Sahnje McGonigle
The Fabric settled imperfect on the hills. The girl in the passenger seat oh so sweet. The hills draw on and on winding up through and through. We were like a needle through the landscape moving towards t...
December 1, 2014
Filed under Arts, Literary, Short Stories
By Nykki Norlander
I held my sign at Interstate 94 for a while with no luck. I have five dollars to my name which will buy me one meal for today. If I sleep under the same bridge tonight, I might get beat up. It’s easier to...
November 26, 2014
Filed under Arts, Literary, Poems
By Brooks Robinson
While you were sleep in August
Those many nights I took to the sky our memories
I planted them like stars over September and October
So by November when our fall came
to take our leaves
De...
November 26, 2014
Filed under Arts, Literary, Poems
By Brooks Robinson
Became hard to find
Like a good day in the mix
Of politics/I lost my mind/my heart/my soul,
buried our love/became the building block
In the turning point cementing corners
where heartbreak hotel...
November 10, 2014
Filed under Literary, Short Stories
By Brady O'Neel
Brady O’Neel was born in Robbinsdale, Minnesota at North Memorial Hospital on March 7th, 1990. He was born to Brenda Burke and Randolph Johnson at 1:38 A.M. During the first few months of his life Brady wa...
