Choices A sweet young, long-haired beauty Opened wide her red-lipped mouth to sing, Blurting out a message that’s hard to hear: ...

A Woman Obsessed By Connie Anderson “Sergeant, it’s Dr. Garret from the coroner’s office. A woman who worked in the cosmetics’ department...

The Window Seat Our arms touched ever so lightly from close and forced sharing. I shut my eyes as a protective curtain, shuttering my...

A Poet’s Strife Two married men sit in a local bar Tossing down a whiskey and water. One, a poet, asks, “Water, how can it rhyme, Unless...

No more children playing In the hayloft, No horses neighing In their stalls No farmers scattering Cracked corn for the chicks, No more...

When someone upsets me, I tend to react. Sometimes I write a letter to the editor, or maybe I never return to a certain inconsiderate...