A twinkle, twinkle from up above reflects a dance of winter love. Her beauty mirrors the cold night air and calls out in search ...

“If there is something comforting – religious, if you want – about paranoia, there is still also anti-paranoia, where nothing is connected to anything, ...

A gift of a dozen red roses, One for each infidelity, To forget your broken promises And your repulsive behavior toward me. A present ...

He loves me loudly in the open like no one ever has before. He loves me quietly behind closed doors. I do not have ...

I travel along the broken road, not the one from cheesy country love songs, where I’ve found the one meant for my vagabond soul. ...

Cars speed by with goals. Each, on a quest for results One day at a time. Editor: Erynn Crittenden  

Wrapped in layers of thoughts, I recall the unsaid things that slip away in the moment– like how my breath fogs the air, disappearing ...

My thumb digs into the grooved metal of the striker wheel, pressing and flicking to ignite my lighter. It sputters and clicks, trying to ...

Some find peace within silence, enjoying time alone with their thoughts to appreciate all that reminds them about the beauty of life. That contentment ...

I can’t stop thinking about thinking! Art is an expression of self… So here I am… Laid out like a buffet and slowly unwrapped ...