Posted on August 9, 2014 by Charlotte Cuevas A photograph of leaves on the quiet forest floor, no evidence of hidden life, though they tell you- of course, it is so. There is a time to die but when the… Read More ›
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Poetry & Identity
I have been struggling with this concept for nearly 3 years now. I’m unhappy as an individual when my life revolves solely around my child – don’t get me wrong, I love him dearly but I’m not the kind of… Read More ›
Late Summer Creative Writing Contest
This year, in addition to our annual Poetry Writing Contest Infinite Pathways is revising the Short Story Contest too! As we work toward building our annual anthology of creative works, we have found a need for more short stories. Remember,… Read More ›
Day 315 – Crawl If I Have To
A walking stereotype, Charlotte Cuevas is exactly what you’d expect from a children’s librarian and freelance writer- most days you’ll find her bustling about here and there, balancing coffee and a stack of books, fingers stained with ink and pearls… Read More ›
Bad Poetry
The notion of ‘bad poetry’ has been on my mind since I listened to some last night. Insert “sigh” here. It is always difficult to critique poetry and it’s even harder for someone to take you seriously if you’re not… Read More ›
Poised Underdog, a poem
~ by Joseph Avers ~ We did not expect this. Being braver than wise and wearing the arrogance of youth’s season we took the qualification quite unquestioningly and run without looking back even once. It was of course the wrong… Read More ›
Day 288 – I Wonder
The poignancy of “wondering” whether or not we make an impact on those people we were once so connected with speaks volumes in this piece. As much as we want to know that the other person is just as affected… Read More ›
Poetry: The Lost Ones
One of the incredible things Therin does with her poetry is open up new worlds for her readers, just as her full-length novels do. Sometimes we see and understand ideas and notions better when we’re given a new or arms-length… Read More ›
The Reality of Distorted Reality
Alzheimer’s by Sara Khayat, Poet. We grow up to stem down – learn everything to lose it all – at the mercy of our memories we fight for identity – our minds chopped at the roots – breakdown – too… Read More ›
A Look at Life, Love, & the World of Tomorrow Today
~ If I Could Change May 9, 2014Blogged Passages by Jim Scott, Poet. If I could change one day it would be this day. I’d make it the day when we could see the wrongness of our destiny So… Read More ›
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