Jack the Crow, All Gone, and Other Poems
My father used to have a talking crow named Jack; at least, that’s what he told me. Maybe that’s why…
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Late Night Sonnet
Of what is nothing made but a bed of wild And idle flowers? The fractal petal bent Around the cusp…
An Ode to Extreme Midget Wrestling
It was Saturday night and it was, literally, the best thing going on in the beat-up, dusty, old town. The…
Long Time Gone
His face was scarred, the flesh of his forehead, cheeks and chin ravaged with the lesions of time and self-indulgence.…
The Batman Monomyth
The Batman character is what Freud called a truth wrapped in symbolism (Freud, as cited in Campbell, 2008). Never mind…
Get to Know the Artist: Kai Altair
Atmospheric electronic rock artist Kai Altair offers an insightful opinion in her interview with Gadfly Online: “All genres of music…
Get to Know the Artist: Michael Persall
Michael Persall is finally following his dream of making of music for a living after realizing just how delicate life…
Seeing Through the Facade
The time to choose is approaching for the one to lead the people, but with lies and illusion invading our…
The Portrait of Dr. Cenotaph
The soul's departure from the body is prearranged; a token of gratitude for hosting the rabble, ruse and giving toasts…
Civilized World & Failure
There are no executions in the square. Just look at this town center. Not a gibbet in sight. No bodies…