Four Questions with Sam Rose

Sam Rose 1, Tell us about you, and your writing (themes, influences etc.) I’m a poet, writer and editor from Northamptonshire, England. I’ve been writing since I was a child, and I started off writing stories. When I was a teenager I started writing song lyrics, and this led me onto writing poetry. I dabble … Continue reading Four Questions with Sam Rose

An Interview with the author of Do Graves get wifi – Kristie Shoemaker

  1, First of all, tell us a little about you Kristie. Well, my name is Kristie Shoemaker and I am painfully and not okay with being twenty-six. I'm a Scorpio with my moon in Gemini so I think that's why I am always moody. I love plants and crystals, especially Rose Quartz which I … Continue reading An Interview with the author of Do Graves get wifi – Kristie Shoemaker

Book review. Pulling Words Poetry by Nicholas Trandahl.

With Pulling Words, a collection that simply and honestly showcases the drama and quietude of life, poet Nicholas Trandahl displays written snapshots of the world he has explored and observed. He escorts readers from his childhood in rural Virginia to his troubled time as a deployed soldier in the Middle East, and from the empty … Continue reading Book review. Pulling Words Poetry by Nicholas Trandahl.

Poem. These Books Bide on Oak Shelves. Lisa Stice.

photo credit Jordan Lewington These Books Bide on Oak Shelves. Lisa Stice. Fyodor’s broke-down superman broods, disturbed by the un-crime; moldering on a filthy sofa in the half light of his paranoia. And Hunter S T, who travels the whole of a shelf, cannot die there for the troubled thoughts, dark like hallucinated wings, cure … Continue reading Poem. These Books Bide on Oak Shelves. Lisa Stice.

Poem. When the Clouds Begin Crying. Bruce Kilarski.

When the Clouds Begin Crying. Bruce Kilarski. When I was a boy The cornfields would calm me, The cat fish would swim circles Whenever I roamed. Down high dusty roads I’d sing in my footsteps, No more than a day dream Away from my home. My Pa planted colors That would laugh in the sunlight, … Continue reading Poem. When the Clouds Begin Crying. Bruce Kilarski.