By Joe Giglio, Chattertons Love is a velociraptor a long dead predator we’ve only seen the remnants of. And I’m Dr. John Hammond, trying to bring it back out of a mix of great desire, a moneymaking scheme, and it will be my undoing- or maybe it won’t. Sure his life work was destroyed, but…
By Matthew Petit, Contributing Writer My love, is a little beast crouching in the woods near a grove. The sycamore trees yawn at her presence; the sun dapples against her brown fur. When I visit her, she holds out her black hands, cupped, wanting a crumb. Instead, I give her an apple. Do you like…
Come a bit closer, yes you, stranger. I want to get to know you. Hey now! I’m serious here! Don’t laugh, that’s mean you know. Drop me your name, maybe your story, perhaps your life at home. I want to know you. You matter to me, stranger. We both get the chance to see each…
By Jacob Przesiek Never touched a die or playing card in my life but I still lost mine in Vegas. I don’t bet on change because the odds are stacked against me. Washington is a gambling town and the house always wins. See, it’s funny because people died and nothing changes. It’s like a joke…
A colorful outline and magical key, With a playful format and a picture of me. A formal placement of joy or hate, A place to go if you must relate. Darkness only when the sun goes down, And sounds flowing round and round. A house on the island or maybe in a fort, Somewhere in…
By Javonna Simons Contributing Writer When left unsaid things can become surreal. You never experienced love so you don’t know how it feels. They tell you they mean well and even help you in times of need? But who do you call on when your voice becomes weak? It is a form of understanding, a…