Category: Art/Fiction/Poetry

The Dream of Sleep

A Light in the Commons Illumines a Truth Entropy of ordinance Makes for horrid experience   Miles of empty real estate Heated for the plumbing Souls shiver on sidewalks Denied legal bedding   Shattered Realities And Neighborly Angst Breed environment of Fear No politician will stand against A cadre of neighbors Riddled . . .…

Getting Ready for the Beat Down

by Vargus Pike I’m getting ready for the beat down I know it’s on the way. I’m getting ready for the beat down Just a matter of time. Uppity freedom talkers dare to talk freedom Saying he has a RIGHT to be an individual. She claims the right to determine her OWN destiny They clearly…

Can You Hear the Droning?

by Benjamin D. Bricker Can You Hear the Droning? there’s no place like rome vomit like you got a pair there’s no place like rome waving the fascist standard like you just don’t care there’s no place like rome all we have we stole whole hog pay the toll there’s no place like home all…

Chimes Times and Pithy Rhymes

by Robin Ryan I daresay yo to the powers that be You are not going to like the likes of me I like less the likes of you As one who has been done unto The differences between us are indeed vast As I contend deeper values be and are bound to outlast I see…

What if: A Collective Litany

by A Musing What if the sheriff ‘s department delivered a foreclosure and said, “We’re delivering this but we will not enforce it” ? What if the locksmith company was booked well in advance and couldn’t come by to change the locks …. ever ? What if the policeman refused to arrest a six-year-old child…

Goose Hollow

by Colin Donoghue Walking on concrete-covered Earth another emergency vehicle suddenly blared a loud piercing siren which made me jump, and breathe deep on the toxic chemicals that constantly spew from the Oregonian newspaper building. I heard there used to be a 21 acre vegetable garden here, now it’s a place for thousands of people…

Blackwater Polemic

by Vargus Pike This was written several years ago after the Blackwater massacre 9/16/2007 in Nisour Square, Baghdad Still seems topical today Blackwater transforms to… Black ice cold fingers of death reaching out across a plaza Freedom transforms too… Dogs of war tear into flesh, indiscriminate blind to politic. For I have met the enemy…

The Reasons for My Resistance

by Julie Mccurdy the reasons for my resistance…….. still we stand ready for the next assault to our dignity to our senses to our sustainability locked and loaded we stand just because the genocide you peddle is now bottled and loaded into rigs or pipes doesn’t make it any more or less genocide…….. yes i…