“It’s time you learned that freedom is never a gift. It has to be earned.” – Captain James T. Kirk, as played by William Shatner in “The Return of the Archons” Star Trek (Original Series, Season 1, Ep 21, Feb 9, 1967) Written by: Boris Sobelman An impotent frenzy of black rage grabs hold of me And I open each door within my tired bruised irate mind Click, click, sharp pulling of the brass handle, [...]
“Is is” is making a comeback of sorts, and Warren Clements of the Globe and Mail is careful to document its use in a recent article (link below) Grammar! What it is is the bane of the writer’s (and the talker’s) existence. To use it correctly or to use it the way you feel like using it is less a question of proper English anymore, but rather a question of who cares anyway. The thing is is we don’t care. But the corollary to the [...]
While I sat at the table minding my business, someone I did not recognize approached me. “Hey you look familiar, very familiar!” I didn’t have a clue who this person was; she was a stranger to me. I just gave her a blank look; then a faint smile and replied, “Well, I don’t remember who you are; can you refresh my memory.” She pointed and said “Oh I remember now, I saw you at the restaurant; I was with Vanessa.” I didn’t [...]
I wish I tumbled like rolling waves of tall green grasses in a meadow somewhere beyond the road that leads away from here I would burst out exuberantly to clothe myself in shades of purple, yellow, and red Indian Paintbrushes Heather and Lilies such a beautiful cloak shot through with all the colors of me Spilling blooms of every kind crying out all the things I ever meant to say but could not find within permission to speak [...]
She wore silk underneath her dress, to tease I kept up the drinks in order to please Warmth of distraction, wink of attraction Whiskey fills with pheromone saturation Give me that look, that heat of reaction Release my week of awful frustration. Her skirt was short, she gave me her panties I looked in her eyes, her hand on my knees For in the early morning hours when— You feel the buzz of the night fade and [...]
In the cool cast by her shade there under the tendrils of her wispy limbs breath held heavy on edge in expectation of one who waits she flows softly in the absence of air and sets about her ancient dance the song of the cicadas calling out full of lovers sighs and longing whirs gently she begins to move lower and lower reach her fingertips to the bayou laid at her feet dipping into the purple [...]
First chapter of a semi-autobiographical, romantic thriller. In France, Angie meets Catharina who invites her to come to Italy.Here they get involved in a nightmarish adventure of murder and deceit.
Here I was again putting myself up for grabs. It had been a little over two years since I had a serious relationship. Until now, I just kind of flip flop around the dating scene. In other words the closet I came to dating was a mall encounter with a nice looking guy my cousin noticed looking at me. I smiled and he immediately thought it was his cue to come over. “Hey miss lady,” he said. I replied in an instant “Hi, I just came [...]
The room embodied religion. As soon as I opened the door, blinked away the disbelief and took in a breath of vanilla scent I saw the woman hunched over on her couch crying, at least I assumed it was her couch. Above her I saw a framed scripture of the ten commandents but knew whoever did this wasn’t someone who took the time to read them. When she looked up she looked past me, over the dead body on the floor and to the wall. There she [...]
Again, Mokwele stared at his family lying down. In the abundance of everything that is good and productive yet there are wants and needs everywhere. He thought. Want and needs created by suckers and vampires! He brought out a pack of cigarette from his pocket, took out a stick and lit it. He inhaled and exhaled and waved to the small gathering outside who were waiting for him to come and join them. They had conversed the day previous [...]
