Posts tagged with the keyword: ‘poetry and short fiction’


Math

Math
TumblrEmailOther Share Options

      “Math” by Carla Hensley   Job interview in Santa Monica. I can do this. Blonde-surfer-type-USC-graduate-run startup. I walk in confident: Latina, woman, moderate heels. Yes, it says I have a Math degree, but I am human after all and my otherness weighs more heavily than my confidence. I wish USC-graduate-surfer-boy were a […]

Sweet Scent of Spring

Sweet Scent of Spring

Sweet roses rise among sunny succulents which, to no one’s surprise, survived strong air vents to announce the anxious arrival of early spring. Like a religious revival, The bee’s lovely lancet is like a sweet sword, but only the strong dare chance it. Baby birds bounce, flying from fragile flowers to hide among branches and […]

Welcome to the Drought

Welcome to the Drought

Although the condominium I used to share with my Eventual Ex is located in the urban heart of Old Pasadena, the grounds resembling a set from “The Secret Garden.” Behind the gates, like a seascape sculpted for a Rose Parade float, are pastel dunes of blossoms, a clock tower, fountains, and streams that course over […]

“Alterations | Thread Light Through Eye of Storm”

“Alterations | Thread Light Through Eye of Storm”

                ~~~     ~~~     ~~~   Gerda Govine Ituarte published her second collection of poems, “Alterations | Thread Light Through Eye of Storm,” March 2015, with art work by her husband Luis Ituarte. Red City Review gave “Alterations” five stars… Ituarte is clearly a seasoned […]

My Full Moon in September

My Full Moon in September

My Full Moon in September ~ after Clair de lune by Claude Debussy by Maja Trochimczyk   An orchestra of crickets slices through the night of a full moon and shadows piercing my white garden. I look at the contours of clouds outlined in indigo sky, black pine branches stretching upwards as the clouds flow […]

While the Sun Is Low and Golden

While the Sun Is Low and Golden

While the Sun Is Low and Golden by Tim Callahan   While the sun is yet low and golden in the western sky let us call to mind those we have lost to the ever onrushing pall of darkness. We hope they have gone into mystery, not oblivion. Some tell us they’ve risen to glory […]

Another Park Poem

Another Park Poem

there really is a mother goose I couldn’t find her the ant lion is not an ant settles in the hole and waits for the ants to fall in did you try to carve the bark leave a heart these trees withstand wind and fire you told me this park was dangerous that tree is […]

One Word

One Word

  One or two words are enough to express feelings burrowed deeply in one’s own soul. When our eyes first see the horror, our hands want to destroy the ugly remnants of something that was once warm and loving. Now only four skeleton of walls remain standing decorated with newly sprung plant life and a […]

What Am I?

What Am I?

What Am I? by Anne Volmeran   I am from the future and since it is nothing more than a big mystery, I can dream about it as often as I like. I am from the past, constantly evaluating my mistakes in order to correct them and become a better person. I am from the […]

Scribblings: Week 39 – Welcome to Boot Camp

Scribblings: Week 39 – Welcome to Boot Camp

Considering that I have been likened to an Obsessive on Uppers, my rather intense relationship with my Fitbit surprises no one. Yet for all ‘the Fitbitch’ has cracked her whip at me this past week, I have managed only about 20 to 50 steps a day, depending on bathroom runs. A bus outside my hotel […]

Fiore

Flintridge Books

Colorado Street Bridge Party

Lyd and Mo Photography

Louis Jane Studios

Homage Pasadena

Search