This poem, by Maggie Bachler, was the winner of the poetry category in our Love Stinks writing contest. She does not love me, no not at all She does not care, whether I fade nor fall A cold, cruel succubus; her kiss never gazed my lips I drank a cup of poison and, unfortunately,
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How to Survive your First (and maybe Last) Kiss
This short story, by Alyssa Evans, was the winner of the short story category in our Love Stinks writing contest. Oh no. Here it comes. He’s leaning in for the kill. You open your mouth to say something in effort to escape the attack. Too late. His tongue is in your opened mouth. It
How Do You Play The Game?
“Volleyball practice ends at seven tonight, ” I yelled as I left for school in the morning. “I’ll be there,” would be my Mom’s reply. This exchange took place every morning, with a few alterations of time and sport. As life wound its way forward, I found the same words echoing through my own home,
The “P” Word
Yes, Ladies and gentlemen, the “P” word. Who knew uttering its three syllables in mixed company could evoke such a myriad of responses, from fear and loathing to inspiration and admiration, this it seems, is one powerful word. And although I indulge in its use, let’s face it, I’m not Shakespeare, nor can I channel
Dear Diary…NOT!
“If I’m going to set the literary world on fire, the only way to do it is to rub one word against another. ‘A writer’s notebook is one place to start rubbing.’ ” (Wallace Stegner/Ralph Fletcher) Journal, sketchbook, notebook, idea log, whatever moniker you assign, it may surprise you how useful one can be,