Raven

I once watched an artist paint the sky. His brush caressed the canvas like a lover’s kiss. His every fluent movement, poetry in motion. At least, I thought so. The painter did not. Whether it frustration, or a lack of imagination, who knew? But the fellow grew so incensed, he snatched each sheet from his […]

In Silhouette

And though the world be silhouette, the definition of thy lines holds more power than any vibrant memory. In each stroke I remember, each molecule of ink I feel. This is no random symmetry, no desperate thought reformed, but all I was and am and wish. Brush strokes on a canvas to you and she […]

Author Feature: J.C.S

Richard’s Note: A Little Background When I first took, what was for me, the bold step of putting my work on a writing site, I was terrified of what people would say. I loved writing, but expected everyone else to hate my every word (no exaggeration). I was then extrodinarily fortunate to meet two wonderful […]

The Writer

I’m tired, so tired, looking at a screen full of things I do not want to read. There are stories, twisted tales, those who seek attention and those who pretend not to. There are those who in any other format I would deem perverted, yet, here, I am supposed to accept. This is not what […]