Written by: Adrienne Yeardye crashed the raven’s council one black feather at a time neither did they see her when she slipped into the back room of secrets the door [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham Time heals all wounds they say…the blood drizzle down my fingers. This is a common occurrence for me this time of year. The dry heat cracked the inner [...]
Writer. There are times like these, and there are times when you can get away with murder. Get away with murder. Fact, fiction, poetry or prose. Write ON!
Written by: Collette Cottingham I live in a canyon surrounded by large rock formations. The elders say a mighty river once flowed through this canyon. Hard to believe since the canyon is [...]
Written by: Adrienne Yeardye poems in the afterlife such strange memories here without bodies as if we were born to wander timeless aimless free a man I [...]
Written by: Adrienne Yeardye this is the thing with trains: they stay up all night and then sleep in parking lots their bones rolling and creaking in their concrete beds they [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham The train squealed along the tracks. He was on course, but there would be a small detour. A detour he happily took anytime he was in this area or a close [...]
Writer! It’s a total cliche, but also in the writer’s world is the ability to take a train to anywhere you want – in your mind or for a real time field trip. Where are you going [...]