Four Prisoners

By Harrison Abbott I knew they were all going to be hanged. They all knew it too.  There was no question of rebellion. I was one of twenty guards and the prison was heavily secured. There were only four prisoners. They had been on trial for weeks, knowing they were going to be found guilty … Continue reading Four Prisoners

Poems by Feston Altus

Whale Dad yellow coffee-teeth, pepper beard: hasn't shaved in a week. this man lives in a twin bed with only fleeting dreams to dread. he needs white noise to sleep: whale songs. the elevator, old and needing repair, makes the same sounds. hearing them on his way, he falls to sleeping and riding all day. … Continue reading Poems by Feston Altus