Poetry by Breon Powell
A Place Called HomeBy Breon Powell In the vibrant city,Each street tells stories of the stateFrom…
by Breon Powell
A Place Called HomeBy Breon Powell In the vibrant city,Each street tells stories of the stateFrom…
by Breon Powell
History has shown time and time again that jailhouse informants will do anything to gain favor…
by Norman Vega
The One From EndBy Larry Stromberg Once I had a friend from the planet of End.A…
by Larry Stromberg (PA)
RaceBy Daniel Lee Branch IV Why must we focus on a RACE?So, if a person is…
by Daniel Branch
Smile for MeBy Jeffrey Knoble, Jr. Let the rain come down, wash away this pain down…
by Jeffrey Knoble
Our Activated EmotionsBy Yassin Mohamad I sit in this cell and dwell on life-knowing now I…
by Yassin Mohamad
It was a sun-beamy, ice cream ‘n’ chocolate syrup-type Saturday morning in June, a creek-splashy perfect…
by Burl N. Corbett
Some Guy, …True Story….By Wesley Carroll Throughout my travels, occasionally one runs across the most interesting…
by Wesley Carroll
“I will serve. I will be of service.” That’s a fly line from the John Wick…
by Delbert Williams
Go against your principles and morals enough, and part of you will drift away until you…
by Jeremy Mulligan
