By David William Pearce It was her eyes I noticed first. Big, cobalt blue, and surrounded by a translucent white. The beret was as I expected: red felt covering her head and left ear. She was sitting at a café, outside, under a red and white checkered awning. A cigarette dangled between her fingers, and … Continue reading Maris

The Comet

By Mishal Gloria Nayler once wrote, “Sometimes being a friend is mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.” You ever heard about comets? … Continue reading The Comet

His Stories

By Guy Farmer Sitting in his room, Telling himself His stories, Over and over, Because no one Else will listen to them, Though they assure him They care deeply About his well-being. Guy Farmer writes deep short poems about the human condition. Visit him online at Unconventional Being,