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Farmers Say Their Chicks Were Abducted by Bald Eagles! Farmers Josh and Jane Hill of Keep It Simple Farms say that now their chickens are back they don’t need cats. May 14th 2017, a pair of bald eagles abducted Silky and Bo, their young hen and rooster! Turns out the bald eagles had lost their... Continue Reading →

Fiction

There are witches who live- In the woods Also crossing busy streets, They weave their way Between city and field- Both good and bad Like that one on the black bridge, Our grandmothers and aunties warned us, She sucks blood and eats young children Grabbing girls with jagged claws Nailing boys with curved toes Pulling... Continue Reading →

Ursa

Last night’s brussel sprouts Filled me with gases Then I became a hot air balloon Rising up through dusty webs toward stars Who blinked at my sudden appearance. At first I drifted Gripped by astonishment holding my hair in a too tight embrace Until euphoria settled in; I plucked stars with my bare hands by... Continue Reading →

Paper Boy

The paper boy hums merrily as he tosses rolled up tubes bearing the news casually, with a slight flick to his wrist, toward doors. He doesn’t notice the broken window at 11-B, simply throws the newspaper barely breaking stride and goes on, doing his job. And so, he doesn’t know, inside the house is an... Continue Reading →

Slow Mo

Clad in faded jeans and a checkered flannel, where green and blue travelled in straight lines, his paisley cravat was an odd sight with its curled wisps of purple; reminiscent of years of yore when gentlemen sported ebony canes and shiny black top-hats that they tipped up slightly in greeting before settling down to sip... Continue Reading →

Plotting

He wondered what to grow in the small plot he’d turned over.  It was a pleasant sight, clods of dirt mounded up in tidy squares; he watched worms wriggling as he gulped water, splashed his sweaty face.  The sun had long since burned away all dew, it was on fire. He knew, he would build... Continue Reading →

Distance

Everywhere green in the heat, Almost too bright, scorching. A few red leaves – sun kissed or sunburned I do not know- They peek cheekily amidst a seagreen canopy; Bees drone from straggly roses while crickets grind a tune. Down the road a blue truck bearing dogs Winds its way to a dusty pull off;... Continue Reading →

Becoming

Blue Solar Eagle 8.16.19 Run children, run, From the shackles of tradition From the romance that hangs heavy as a weeping bride’s veil Beaded with diamonds and pearls A noose upon her head, a chain to pull her by her nose, Placed there by mothers and grandmothers All bound to a tradition that they know... Continue Reading →

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