PROSE & POETRY

Is this not the perfect day? Dawn on a partly cloudy morning, a slight breeze, birds chirping, a thriving crop soon to be harvested, then...

We are in a place we should not be. On July 4, 2054, the United Nations will announce the lottery winners, those who would receive their...

I dwell in the Land Of What Might Have Been , I review old dreams by the score. fancy my life as it might have been, To the past I give...

The desire to change this depraved orb is a noble dream. Each generation feels that they, and they alone, can accomplishes this deed....

I have a strong desire to save the world I get hysterical at the thought of where the people of earth are going. The fate of this...

Somewhere a child looks up… heartbroken, as a prized possession, seemingly with a life of its own, now fluttering beyond reach, fades...