Poetry and Short Essays By Stuart Anderson
TRANSITIONSby Stuart Anderson Birth. Pulled from the comfort of the womb into cold reality—bright lights, loud…
TRANSITIONSby Stuart Anderson Birth. Pulled from the comfort of the womb into cold reality—bright lights, loud…
In my twelve years of prison, I’ve taught countless men how to play the guitar. Prison…
Expressing RemorseBy Larry N. Stromberg Every chance i get, i try to express sincere remorseDeep human…
What Would Roger Say Now?By William James Jonas III “Do you think anyone will care that…
I have an open relationship with the woman that I love. Due to the amount of…
In a modest apartment outside Albany, a man in his late fifties rises before dawn. He…
Eat Me WholeBy Jason Johnson Sometimes the pain we carry wears a mask —Not to hide,…
Nineteen Honest ConfessionsMichael Larue Thomas Nineteen of nineteen honest confessionsDetained and arraigned for public displayHow undressed…
The first thing Erik heard was his mother screaming. He woke with a gasp, his handsreaching…
It is customary, when you see some lunatic on a street corner playing an instrument and…
