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A Precious MomentThey tell you, run don't walk. Run where, and how fast? They tell you to run without shoes. I can't run in boots, tightly laced. Can you stand on broken glass? The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
Cupped
Two bodies of water converge, merge
coalesce - incorporation. The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
To Paris, With LoveBy Gretchen Gales
QuailBellMagazine.com *Artist's Note: Contrary to the name of this note, I am no means a fantastic artist or photographer. But I post my feeble efforts because Paris, France is known for creativity, beauty, and art. With that said, I encourage you all to make art in honor of the strength of France during this difficult time. I look forward to seeing more art, writing, and photography from you, Fledglings. The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
Borderlands
Childhood has two worlds. There is the known world, where you find safety, security and familiarity; a world that stems from your immediate surroundings and normal routines. It’s the school yard, friends’ houses, home, the well-beaten sidewalks of your neighborhood, the local shops your mother frequents, the ice-cream store where you and dad ride on your bicycles, the near-by park and your backyard. Around all the familiar places is a boundary and outside is the other world: the unknown world. Larger and harboring hidden dangers, it is always hovering on the periphery of life. As the years dwindle by it intrudes, with increasing frequency, upon the known world, which has been built with such care.
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Fire in the WoodsWhen fire in the woods doth burn the logs aglow with yellow flame, come water in your quenching turn to make the fire tame. Be sure to come in booming storm and not in trembling little drops, for only ‘neath your surest form is fire sure to stop. The shower that is weak of heart evaporates and soon is lost as fire burns the woods apart. Be sure or pay the cost. #Fire #Poetry #ComingStorm #TamingtheFlame Visit our shop and subscribe. Sponsor us. Submit and become a contributor. Like us on Facebook and follow us onTwitter. The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
Kin Folks
The face of Aunt Norris
when she saw me hanging flyers for a gay poetry group on a bulletin board. The face of Uncle Weed The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
Poem: Innocent until proven guilty or vice-versa or whatever works best to their advantage11/6/2015
Innocent until proven guilty or vice-versa or whatever works best to their advantage
By Joseph D. Reich
QuailBellMagazine.com
Today I was at The Dollar General
with my client & there were these leftover chocolate crucifixes from Easter & wondered what was the phenomenon the point & purpose? The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
Rebirth
By Kiki Stamatiou
QuailBellMagazine.com
As he entered his apartment, Thomas James had a sense of peace instilled inside of his entire being as a result of tonight’s events. Love for one’s fellowman truly is good medicine for the soul, and strength for the spirit.
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Talking Over Coffee
By Kiki Stamatiou
QuailBellMagazine.com
The night carried with it all the mysteries that are found within the heart and in the deepest realms of the mind. Tonight’s visionaries talked about the soul and how its torn bits can be mended piece by piece. Washing over the playing fields of life, the strewn make their mark in a world that was at one time cold and cruel, filled with visions of isolation, but tonight spoke to the heart that mended broken wounds, and healed up the wretchedness burning inside Thomas James and his dearest friend Milton Kinkaid, as the two of them walked side by side down to The Southfield Kitchen for a cup of coffee.
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