Gabriela and I have been working hard on Wounds I Healed, and we are almost ready to announce a publication date! Furthermore, Saturday June 4, at 9 am CT – 10 am ET (USA) you can join me and Gabriela on Twitter Space for a lively discussion and updates on the anthology. By saving and clicking... Continue Reading →
Cast your long lightover the midnight waters of the Meda message in a bottlelight - like words I thought, but left unsaid....Please continue reading at MasticadoresUSA. Thanks once again to editor Gabriela for her hard work and support of so many talented writers! I am still very busy with Wounds I Healed, but should have... Continue Reading →
It had been a day heavy with rain:the clouds, in pregnant billowsspilling sorrows from a skymourning the death of a dear friend. But at day's end, the clouds parted enoughto outfit a whole Navy, as the sunbestowed its blessing* on the hills to which I drove, radio playing Over the waves, staccato dancingover static, music... Continue Reading →
Caw, blimey, guv’nor:What a pair of…eyesI’ve never seen the likes, and such a size!They’d make a handsome meal for my hatchlings! Caw blimey guv’nor:What a stinking corpsesmells good to me, no reason for remorse:Dry eyes, full belly. Caw, blimey, guv’nor!Is that doll out therein yonder field, with straw for hairsupposed to scare me? Caw blimey, guv’nor:What’s... Continue Reading →
I wantextreme birdsongextreme greenam fortunate to findthese things surround me I seeextreme angerin the eyes of driverscursing traffic cuesand burning fuel, going nowhere asI, bicycling, fly by Extreme clouds pile highin Northern skiesbillow upon billowrattling outpeal upon pealof angry thunder Extreme rainsends bricks and mortar down the drain:where will we live then?Even the third little... Continue Reading →
I've been writing cadralore for a while now, after being introduced to the form by Jane Dougherty, however this was the first time I had submitted any for publication, so I was delighted when two of my poems were chosen for inclusion in Issue 4. I also very much enjoyed attending the gala poetry reading... Continue Reading →
With eyes rolled backwardsthe blind seerhad a visionalmostunclear:motherbrightnessplasma pulsingincandescentiron, boilingblastocyst, this place of generationthis enlightened revelationthat the way we understand the worldis wrongand light drives morethan we in our benighted statecan comprehendtill we explore. © 2022 experimentsinfiction.com. All Rights Reserved. Image by ipicgr from Pixabay Sharing with earthweal's Open Link Weekend #119, in keeping with Sherry's 'Web... Continue Reading →
Testify:don’t just swallow what you seeopen your eyesraise your voicetell your story... I have a new poem up at MasticadoresUSA today: please head over there to continue reading. Many thanks to editor Gabriela for continuing to publish and support my work. This poem fits well with the themes of the anthology Wounds I Healed: The... Continue Reading →
Sleep, lover, near megently, doand in your arms, I'll dream a dream of you Sleep lover, softlythrough the nightto waken with me at the dawn's first light: A lover's lullaby is nothing newbut never was a serenade more true. © 2022 experimentsinfiction.com. All Rights Reserved. Written for dVerse Tonight, Sarah hosts Quadrille, and the watchword is 'sleep.'... Continue Reading →
I want my children to livein a world where there’s a future to grow intoI took the decision to have children in good faithconsidering the implications: the world does not need more people, it needs more people prepared to make a difference I try to educate thembut by the time they’re grown, eco-warrior might not be a... Continue Reading →
