by Manuela Timofte My steps have taken me through many places, but I always prefer and look for a library or a corner where I enjoy reading a book. In other words, I cannot live without books. Thomas Jefferson Reasons of reading Today, there is the possibility to read a book on different devices. Anyway,… Leer más Beautiful book
by Manuela Timofte «he touches me through lavender silk bumble bees gather tiny dots of yellow spirited hands touching warm, yielding flesh a vivid sun puts on an eye patch, an attempt at veiling us, as our desire heightens, pine and sage, breathing and smelling my darling, there is a spot you have not yet… Leer más Joni Caggiano – Interview
by Gina Maria Manchego There’s a gale that blows in strong from the north. It cries out that “loving takes its course.” Many think they can steer a steadfast helm. Be confident of clear skylines and calm waters. We aren’t quick or keen enough to batten down the hatches before capsizing expectations. Shipwrecked devotion. Without… Leer más Shipwrecked
by Rae Cod It had been a slow day. Rita arranged the stickers and badges on the display table for the hundredth time and scanned the street for signs of life. She’d been working this patch for a month. It was promising at first, but foot traffic seemed to by dying off. She’d speak to… Leer más Slow and steady
by Dawn Pisturino This land is in my blood And my blood is in this land. I will pick up arms and fight for it. I will fight for what is mine. My blood, sweat, and tears Fertilized this soil. The crops grow strong and rich With life-giving nectar. They nourish my family And sustain… Leer más This Land is in My Blood
by Richard M. Ankers It was a miscalculation, nothing more. She expected something I was unwilling to give. Such is life. We avoided the question for the first year, the good year. By the second, we were married, mostly through worldly boredom, and the question arose more often. I had, of course, known her feelings… Leer más The Melancholy Divide
by Manuela Timofte Every New Year is a new chapter of your life. May you use Faith Hope Courage Love and Happiness to write it! Happy New Year! Love, Manuela
by Petru Racolța My thoughts are scattered, But when they all come together, Only you are the common denominator in them And the only one who still exalts me. Countless dreams I have in my sleep, Many disappear one by one, towards the morning, But they remain in my mind as exhortations, Those in which… Leer más Essential choices
by Manuela Timofte May love and warmth, laughter and joy fill your home! Merry Christmas!
by Richard M. Ankers I see patterns in the darkness, great swirls of black, they flow together like ink in water, separate and disperse. Chunks of reality dipped in obsidian dreams, these are my memories made manifest. I see them in the moment, reach out, but intangible, they slip away. My life has been a… Leer más Patterned in Ebony
by Gina Maria Manchego In all my life, I have never seen anything more beautiful than him touching that black Fender Strat. The carved wood and wire, his only muse. He closed his eyes softly, lashes fluttering like monarchs drying off wet wings after a rainstorm. Biting down on his lower lip, he began making… Leer más Black Fender Strat
by Manuela Timofte «I have two sayings: 1. I’d rather be a happy pauper than a wealthy zombie. 2. Never give up on your dreams, and never let anyone tell you you’re not good enough. You can be.» Richard M. Ankers M. Since when do you write? What was an early experience where you learned that language… Leer más Richard M. Ankers – Interview
by Rae Cod “How long has he been infected with the parasite, Mr Kant?” asked Doctor Fenton, keeping her face as neutral as possible. This was the tenth case presenting with intensive acceleration they’d had this week. The patient – the host – was under sedation in isolation; isolation to supposedly protect others from the… Leer más The End of Mankind
by Dawn Pisturino “I should’ve stayed at the university,” Rafe grumbled, gripping the steering-wheel until his hands hurt. “The family could’ve celebrated Christmas without me. I should’ve taken the main highway instead of this shortcut. God knows where I’m at! Who knows what time I’ll get there?” A thick forest of snow-capped… Leer más The Lonely Highway
by Petru Racolța THE DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY morning, When I was born greedy for life, I was sucking at my mother’s breast Longing for earth and stars. YESTERDAY I was reading the alphabet And I was widening the border in my mind, Discovering a whole world Through Eminescu and Ion Creangă. That’s how I gathered… Leer más Life in five days
by Gina Maria Manchego That November day on the stoop, you touched me like I was made of glass. Forever your porcelain doll. Your fingers took their trembling sparrow flight and landed on my skin. A thumb, too jumpy to rest, made its way around and around my ankle bone. Like a hawk circling the… Leer más Bull in a China shop
by Rae Cod The icy deluge continued to pour, stinging his face and plastering his shirt and jeans to a body which a few days ago had felt strong, but which now felt hollowed out from the inside: defeated and alien. He imagined opening his mouth to scream into the wind, but the cries of… Leer más Torrent
by Richard M. Ankers There is no other sensation to rival loss. We were born to lose. This is how God made us. Once we acknowledge this most certain of all certainties, learn to accept and cherish it, then loss no longer holds thrall and life becomes a little less relentless. We cry on our… Leer más Of Loss and its Challenges
by Gina Maria Manchego I received the letter on behalf of your heart, or maybe it was your ego. Again and again, I kept trying to send you off. I was so close to reinventing a life without your writing on my walls. Did you sense I was moving on? Is that why you clung… Leer más Read Between Your Lines
by Cristina Steliana Mihailovici Image by Pisoi2002 from Pixabay https://abovethewordsuk.wordpress.com
Gobblers & Masticadores 