February 2026 - The MockingOwl Roost

February 10, 2026

White background with scattered baking supplies around the edges of the image. A book in red and other vibrant colors rest in the lower left hand corner: The Whisking Hour. TEXT: Rita Mock-Pike, Cozy Mystery Review

Published by Rita Mock-Pike at February 10, 2026

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The Whisking Hour — An Advanced Review of Murder, Baked Goods, and Theatre

Now, when I say delectable, I mean it. Practically every page of “The Whisking Hour” drips with baked-in goodness in a vibrant, descriptive tone. For, you see, the narrator is Juliet Capshaw, the owner and head baker at Torte, a cafe and bakery in the small town of Ashland, Oregon.

February 9, 2026

Published by Adriana Rocha at February 9, 2026

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Poetry

My Body

My walking armor I wear to confront life, my seduction weapon that feeds staring eyes craving for beauty and feminity...

February 6, 2026

A square image with a cartoonish, comic-style, and lighthearted aesthetic, designed for a webcomic or graphic story. The central focus is a single-panel comic featuring an anthropomorphic tiger holding a small tiger cub, standing next to a young girl in a wheelchair named Emylle. The tiger excitedly points out that the cub can sit and stand, while Emylle responds with a witty remark about the cub walking before she does. The overall mood is humorous and inclusive. She’ll walk before I do Text: EMYLLE ON WHEELS, MILENE CORREIA AND EMYLLE TORRES, LOOK, EMYLLE! MY BABY SITS AND STANDS ON HER OWN!, WOW! SHE'LL WALK BEFORE I DO!

Published by Milene Correia and Emylle Torres at February 6, 2026

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Web Comic

Emylle on Wheels, Web Comic – She’ll Walk Before I Do

“Look, Emylle! My baby sits and stands on her own!” Emylle replies with a smile that is just as bright and says, “Wow! She’ll walk before I do!”

February 3, 2026

Published by Tim Kahl at February 3, 2026

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Poetry

Festivals

So singular was their purpose — I wanted my friends to feel the weight of their craving, but they were not present. They were hidden somewhere, pressed against a dark obsession with their position, they battled their worries from day to day.

February 2, 2026

A chubby groundhog sits on a log, upright, holding something in his adorable little paws. What could it be? And more importantly, does Phil see his shadow? - TEXT: The Celebrated Groundhog - Poet: Paula Frew, Performer: Sue Cook - Dry Humor Poetry Reading

Published by Paula Frew at February 2, 2026

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The Celebrated Groundhog

He is stout and portly, as he tells the future shortly. He’s a bit of a coward, preparing to run when, at the Knob, he first sees the sun.

February 2, 2026

Published by Ken Gosse at February 2, 2026

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Workin’ in a Winter Wonderland

“everyone who works below and who drives through dirty snow hopes that once the plow’s relief is nearly nigh, all their work won’t be undone”

February 1, 2026

Elderly man with a large, bushy bear taking a sip from a mug of coffee. Father figure comes to mind. TEXT: Now and Then Part 2 - Jeremy Dixon - Fiction

Published by Jeremy Dixon at February 1, 2026

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Now and Then, Part 2

Julia was only half listening. She was concentrating on her dad. Looking at the redness in his wrinkled cheeks, at his thin lips bent into a faint smile and at the sparkle in his small, sunken eyes as he continued to stare through the glass.