Soul Fountain

Galactic Cannibalism - By Fern G. Z. Carr   Like ninja throwing stars, galactic spirals slice through the vacuum that is space; locked on target, sure of their mission – an astronomical collision in the making, a collision of cataclysmic ...

In stillness There are miles and miles… Journeys waiting In listening There is action. Motion. Doing. In peace There is fertile ground Ripe and ready. In today There is the first step, The gentle footfall, …living. Author Bio: Chanacee Ruth-Killgore ...

Plight The house of Saman and Shayan was located on a three-part street; the houses with yard were in the first part, corporate houses were in the middle and in the end there were the garrison and a military training ...

■ ALAS – By Elaine Nadal I was told I have her eyes, her thick brows-- didn’t think much of it: We all have something of someone. My sister has Aunt Natalia’s smile. My brother has Uncle Silo’s curly hair ...

NEVER TO WANDER Hell smoke has gone to rest And gradually I condense Like caged cloud in a fist of steel Bubbling in a helpless circumference The rope to winch is strained to shreds But in my sleeping wings Am ...

Malnourished mild noon-time breeze, the sunrise clang the bells for ideal men to get to work. (shrug the dust off your shoulders) a poet embraces time by carefully walking a mile. thoughts of her rush in again.. like photography, your ...

A CHILDREN'S PARADISE LOST (By Joseph Cavera) As I sit here This ground shifts Falling further Into roaring rifts The wind scatters As your toes touch the ground, Nothing else matters While you land without a sound Now enter this ...

And Love Got Tired Of My Undecidedness Leah gave me head in a dark boulevard Followed me the whole twenty fucking yards She knows it's a game And she came when I came. And left when I turned left. Fañ ...

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 ...

Power Kernels Break down the elements, split them To non-existence; Then shatter all solidity’s illusions, Free impulses Beyond the viscous mind, still feeling hard By vanity's gas upholstered. And then, for happiness’s definition, Shut the door; Relax, and don't be ...