Moon on Water by Matthew Gasda
A girl and her brother run through the fountain in Washington Square. The girl too young to be aware of…
A girl and her brother run through the fountain in Washington Square. The girl too young to be aware of…
Who was it that said the mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation? I couldn’t help but wonder when after fourteen…
The early, single digit hours summon the merchants to the screen. Are you tired of gimmick diets and so-called “miracle…
The colored lights strobed a lacquery finish over the finale as Donny Desmond stepped to the microphone to hit the…
The parking lot was full of lost souls. Their footsteps crunched against hard, cold cement. Hands shoved into pockets, fighting…
I can see by the way you’re looking at him that there is a sense of resentment, but let me…
The old guy wobbled around to the door. I knew he was there because the light darkened against the soap…
“The music is dead, Johnny.” Johnny looked surprised. He took a sip of beer. It caught him off guard. Johnny…
Tango of the Road Rage Drivers began on Yahoo! Voices with my first Road Rager on Long Island in 2004. …
Skies of crimson kissed the day good-night. The trees bowed as the rain fell. Leaves twisted in the air, screaming…