“Inside Out”

By Wayne Russell I am the dead inside out, more alone than you could possibly imagine. Underneath kaleidoscope skies, trees sway in the sorrowful breeze, loneliness has a hold on the stranglehold cool of day. I lit a match and the world imploded, sat outside and watched people passing by in subtle sway. She and me equaled = … Continue reading “Inside Out”

5 Hour Window  

By Ryan Quinn Flanagan     I cannot imagine my windows only being there for 5 hours.   What happens then? An open air intrusion of bugs and bird?   Open concept to the masses?   But that is the present humanitarian reality.   I can’t imagine what I would do without my windows.   A … Continue reading 5 Hour Window