Soul Fountain

Poem – By Simon Perchik

Embedded and this statue still tightening its grip tries to revive the horse expects its crumbling reins to smell from leather and crowding --you squint the way the general looks for a small thing encased in a season exactly where ...

Poem – EVER EXPANDING (By Joseph Cavera)

EVER EXPANDING (By Joseph Cavera) I can not request the mercy of man, for it does not stem the tide which rages inside my expansive psyche. For it is the very same empathy which is the harbinger of further condescension, ...

Poem – Prophylactic Measures (By Frank De Canio)

Prophylactic Measures Like any doctor versed in patient care, the campus carry, gun rights advocate had listened to the PhD’s despair. For students now bear guns, while poised to get an education in philosophy. She heard with empathy the gal’s ...

Photography – BLUE SURFACE (By Melissa R. Mendelson)

Photography - BLUE SURFACE (By Melissa R. Mendelson) ...

Poem – I Too Shall Marry (By Wafula p’Khisa)

Once they spot me All my bakoki disappear Like dew in the morning sun Pledging to see their halves Or take children on rounds Leaving me desperate. I too shall marry because I disgraced not my uncle To curse me ...

Poem – Pulp Thoughts (By Mary Bone)

Pulp Thoughts A blank space my white paper. Inkblots, like my thoughts. Dotted lines- a poem appears. The paper, once a tree with flowers, held life and grew. It was chopped down and made into pulp. The pulp dried and ...

Poem – A different face of hunger (By Narges Rothermel)

He is not from the arid or barren foreign lands His faded-green-coat, hooded sweater, his dog-tag, his canteen, and his metal cup on a green worn out blanket, all tell me, he is one of our bravest men who proudly ...

Photography – The Desert (By Nick Romeo)

Bio: Nick Romeo is self-taught, and he always strives to absorb and learn from his environment. He incorporates the multitude of subject matters into his artwork. Nick's main forms of expression are 3D digital renderings, music, poetry, fractal generations, photography, ...

Poem – Morning Coffee Can Be So Important (By Donal Mahoney)

A tragedy happened to Willie and Millie after years of marriage. All their kids were doing well  and had nice families of their own   but tragedy struck one dawn before  Willie had had his morning coffee. Millie was on her third cup and Willie said Millie ...

Poem – Oddfellow (By Donal Mahoney)

Homer’s never owned a gun, thinks they should be banned along with bombs and missiles.   Doesn’t need them in the river that flows between his mind and his emotions   where every now and then he pushes someone in  for ...