An Online Review of All That is Interesting
By Loreal Barker-Brown ~one or two things come from a fire, if you feel really real, it defines you further, or burnsaway any false pretense, but also a fire hurts, it scorches your definition of good. where did you go,you ask of your things, your people. you wonder how youcan Continue Reading
By Loreal Barker-Brown -I don’t know why we forget… it’s all temporary-a full bellya smooth facethe course a creek takes the piece of paper in my hand, what is fire or waterbut you and Iand starlight united? & the star that fadesis feeding the Robin that sings outside my door- the Continue Reading
Written by Stella A. Brown The woman, bent and gray haired, knelt beside the upturned earth of her garden. It was spring, and she had purchased a flat of flowers at the hardware store, which she was looking forward to planting. Last Autumn she had suffered an unfortunate fall, which Continue Reading
Sender Unknown. Begin message. I really should have known better. If you were here you would say ‘I told you so’ sure as I’m standing. But unfortunately the place I’m currently standing is not exactly a welcoming environment for humans. Remember all those times back when we were in school, Continue Reading
By Loreal Barker-Brown. Installment One. 1. The “man” had grey hair- but he wasn’t old. His skin was green like green abalone, but only slightly. You might say he was only slightly odd, and only very slightly suspicious. He was tall and graceful and Jocelyn knew him by sight-her quarry, Continue Reading
By Megan Kelly. The Path flows out of the township, heading up towards a high ridge overlooking the little valley. Most of the pilgrims are heading that way, though a few mill in the parade grounds or just outside the gates, already scratching notes or trying to buy one last Continue Reading
By Tessa Brantley The light was very strange outside Like a prolonged lightning The white hot fire in the sky Could prove to be quite frightening “ You must be terrified “ the smiling faerie crooned “ We are not scared “ the children said, beneath the ripened moon “Then Continue Reading
By W. B. Yeats. Where dips the rocky highland Of Sleuth Wood in the lake, There lies a leafy island Where flapping herons wake The drowsy water rats; There we’ve hid our faery vats, Full of berrys And of reddest stolen cherries. Come away, O human child! To the waters Continue Reading
William Wadsworth. I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think Continue Reading
By Megan Kelly. Figures mill along the parade grounds, hundreds of feet stamping the frozen dew into mud. Even here, where you stand among the middle of them, the brisk wind cuts through, carrying the scent of pines and the dusky damp of a morning forest just beyond the walls Continue Reading
