Days of Awe
They make extraordinary music singing in Hebrew and English of the heavenly gates opening…
Let Me Go And Win This Fight
They told me to leave
I had out-stayed the time allotted to me
Her eyes pled with mine as I left
Get this thing off of me so I can win
Graveyard in the Attic
The attic felt like a doorway to another present, where the border between the future and the past was homogenous. The remnants of my grandfather’s life merged with the fragments of dreams that haunted my sleep.
Conversation with the Art Spirit
I can imagine myself as anyone or anything embracing weeds as well as peonies, letting them simmer with contemplation
Taylors of Harrogate Lemon & Orange Tea, a Review
In case the name wasn’t a giveaway about the flavor of tea we’re indulging in here, it’s black tea with lemon and orange essence. It’s a fairly simple blend — just the black tea with the lemon and orange extracts—but it’s a delightful one.
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October 11, 2024
They make extraordinary music singing in Hebrew and English of the heavenly gates opening…
October 9, 2024
They told me to leave
I had out-stayed the time allotted to me
Her eyes pled with mine as I left
Get this thing off of me so I can win
October 7, 2024
The attic felt like a doorway to another present, where the border between the future and the past was homogenous. The remnants of my grandfather’s life merged with the fragments of dreams that haunted my sleep.
October 5, 2024
I can imagine myself as anyone or anything embracing weeds as well as peonies, letting them simmer with contemplation
September 30, 2024
In case the name wasn’t a giveaway about the flavor of tea we’re indulging in here, it’s black tea with lemon and orange essence. It’s a fairly simple blend — just the black tea with the lemon and orange extracts—but it’s a delightful one.
September 27, 2024
September 24, 2024
September 23, 2024
Once upon a time, a gang of dark horse Bronze Age thugs huddled in the belly of a hulking hobby horse, tricking their Trojan enemies into accepting a monstrous gift.
September 22, 2024
These cold rains don’t stop amid the hot dreams. Nature will disappear in ignorance.
September 20, 2024
As Trigonos the Soothsayer shambled his way to the pre-race paddock, no one would have ever guessed that he was born to be a winner. He […]
September 19, 2024
I can imagine myself as anyone or anything embracing weeds as well as peonies,
letting them simmer with contemplation
September 17, 2024
Ignore my calls to stay hidden. Drag me out from behind this cobweb-scribbled door. I'll pretend to be surprised when you scream in elation, when you hold your trophy close to your heart. Find me.
September 16, 2024
September 15, 2024
Welcome to the first prize winners issue of the MockingOwl Roost - the Prized Myths and Fairy Tales of the MockingOwl Roost. This beautiful collection of fairy tale and mythology-based flash fiction, micro-essays, and haiku/tanka sequence pieces come from authors around the world.
September 12, 2024
In the woods we are borders of our own creation, a witness to a different scene translations from black to white…
September 9, 2024
Sometimes he shows me off, making friends for us wherever we go. When I have to be without him, he will look at me, as if asking: “Must you really?”
September 2, 2024
The path may not be the one you envisioned, But that doesn't mean it's devoid of purpose. Motherhood is a school in itself, A crash course in fierce love and unwavering devotion.
September 1, 2024
As I pulled out the GPS, memories surfaced of Nat navigating the streets of New York decades earlier. Navigating the streets of every country we’d travelled in. He always used to say he carried maps in his head and if he needed to find the right direction, he simply lifted his mind above the car, looked down on the streets and visualised the right route.
August 31, 2024
August 30, 2024
Popping off the lid of the tea tin versus smelling a freshly brewed cup of Tao of Tea Black Mango offers two varied aromas. The tea leaves offer a rich, dark, almost indescribable aroma tinged with something fruity. The brewed tea, however, instantly transports you to the tropics where you might pluck a mango for enjoyment right off the tree.