October 25, 2025
I cried to the moon goddess, Nyx, as the night began to wane.
“Goddess can you hear me?
The night is cold, and I need a guide —
One who will fill the path with light and power.”
October 25, 2025
Mabel turned to begin her solitary walk home. Somebody in the darkness under a tree caught her eye. Another little girl was standing there, all by herself.
October 24, 2025
A Bountiful Silence enables the reader to become deeply involved with Muro’s poetry to the point where, regardless of the trials of their day, the vibrant intensity of his words helps them to focus on the beauty around them. God knows we need that right now!
October 24, 2025
Once a year we cheer this fear and get our fill, each chill a thrill. We’re children still down deep inside where we must hide from guts and gore galore.
October 24, 2025
Domestic Violence is real! Do you know how it feels? This is an appeal For us to STOP THE HATE, STOP THE RAPE…
October 23, 2025
The gangway connection door opened and a sable-haired woman seemed to float into the car. She wore a black Venetian gown with tangerine trim and a crown of naked branches festooned with marigolds. An onyx pendant dangled from her choker, reflecting the train’s fluorescent light.
October 23, 2025
October 22, 2025
An ancient crone’s nose pressed against the glass, inches from me. A scattering of teeth punctuated her mouth, and her eyes, devoid of expression, stared right through me.
October 22, 2025
“Haunted!” she cried as she ran to her car. The sound of your laughter echoing in the empty building.
October 20, 2025
And the flowers trampled, they’re still growing / And the heart that I broke is still beating.
October 19, 2025
At first she sees the blur of a rainbow-colored zephyr, then nothing. Then, as a shiny silver door appears with the name “Cafe X” in flashing bright neon, her heart shudders as she catches her breath.
October 18, 2025
Her old Poppy thought she was the best.
He wouldn’t trade her for all the rest, even when she put him to the test.