My Mother and Forgiveness
written by: Dawn Parish
As a loving child, I could not understand why I was treated so badly by my mother, who'd adopted me ...
Where Are The Children?
written by: Dianne Moritz
It's a warm, sunny, beautiful spring day. The golden yellow forsythias are in full bloom, green bu...
Medusa's Carnival of Skaz
written by: Susan Marie Shuman
According to poststructuralist “libidinal” feminist writer, Helene Cixous, “Woman must writ...
Strangers In The Night
written by: John H Paterson
@j_paterson
Burkina Faso begged to be explored for its mineral resources when our company began wo...
Don't Let your Memes Be Dreams
written by: Rebecca Rhodes
If there’s one cliché line I’ve heard far too many times, it’s “If life gives you lemons, ...
Belong
written by: Jessalyn Johnson
@jessalyn451
The ability to sleep in a cabin is a powerful strength. When I saw one bug, I started to see two mor...
You'll Find Me in Marylin
written by: Rachel Reagor
Between Piłka and Miały, the small village of Marylin rests on the luscious, green, rolling hills ...
JuMPS - The Infamous Quartet
written by: SilentKnight
A woman walking on a desolate path; she hears a noise, a noise that pierced her ears and made ...
