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You are my anchor,
my lighthouse,
my comforting blanket,
the earth that reminds me that my roots are stronger than I think
when I feel ungrounded…
The Painful Comforts of Loneliness: A Review of Paddy McAloon’s I Trawl The Megahertz
This work soothes the heart as both a lullaby and an ode to the lonely, but its comfort also carries a clear warning: If we spend our lives living in the fantasies in our head, we will lose the lives we were meant to live.
Plant a Tree on Arbor Day
When you plant a tree, you sow the thoughts of leafy morns and lovely afternoons. You plant the thoughts of beauty growing beneath the countless suns and moons…
Celebration in a Tree City
Trees, trees, trees
everywhere we look
line the streets.
as though in a book.
Elegy for a Tree That Forgot My Name
I carved a heart you swallowed in bark
not out of hunger,
but ritual.
Every autumn you let go
more easily than I do.
Every spring,
you grew further from the boy who named you.
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October 27, 2025
“Forever and ever and ever. Without end. No stop.” The lead demon cackled maniacally, shaking its poker at the newcomer.
October 27, 2025
“Hi honey, what are we doing?”
“It’s Halloween, Mom.” I hand her a Hello Kitty headband with ears — pink of course. “Cool!” she says and puts it on.
October 26, 2025
His “guy” was some video game warrior I had never seen before nor knew anything about. Not Robin Hood. Not a tiger that permitted the loud, aggressive, in-your-face roaring he loved so much…He wanted his “guy”. And of course “Grammy” would figure it out”
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.
October 17, 2025
My dad believed in me. I wanted to be a writer, and he knew I could do it. I wasn’t sure how to get started, so […]
October 16, 2025
The wind whispers through the canyon, carrying dust, dreams, and the echoes of a bygone era. Some sought their treasures panning for gold. Some in the silver mines. Others came looking for a fresh start and hope in a new world…
Read the latest issue of The MockingOwl Roost, dedicated entirely to the rugged, romantic, and raw world of the Old West. Welcome to Yonder Goes the Tumbleweed.
October 12, 2025
Hello again Autumn. I thought it was you.When I opened the windows like I always doThe curtains went wild, dancing into the room.Arms sprouting goosebumps, I […]
October 9, 2025
It’s that time of year — when the ghouls come out to play with the creepy twins in the shadows of that old house on the hill. You know the one. Where the family gets all “creepy, kooky, mysterious and spooky…” Yes, it’s October and time to get your ooky Halloween books list ready to indulge in some spooky fun!
October 9, 2025
As Rose ascends higher in society, she has to weigh what her own identity, status, and newfound wealth and influence can do for those women who are what she once was. Can she aspire to be the beneficial influence to them that others have been to her?