Prose & Cons

Dear Editor, please don’t slam that wooden doorOn me. I promise you only caught the tailEnd of my conversation. Your cruel “magic”Distinctly alters the old…

We’ve all heard The Rolling Stones, But who has ever listened to the wild horses? What do they have to say? My friend knows.  Every…

“I’m sorry, girl.” Lily stroked the mane, “I’m sorry.” Lady pulled away and shook her head.  “Hey, hey,” Lily took a minute to collect herself.…

Evening tolled a southern bellSix hundred horses ran to hellfrom concrete caskets and shopping mallsHorses heed a summer’s call The cowboys under which they ranmade…

There it went. Tracks rumbling, wheels clacking, engine huffing like a rabid dog. Powdered snow swept across his view, bristling against the skin above his…

Alba trespassed on her dead brother’s yard. No one would notice; Mark built his house as a secluded military base. The grass had grown a…

A slow wind coughs and brushes through the grasses on the hills of Khangai. The sun is like a jolly slumbering beast in the sky…

There’s something so sweet about eating a clementine. And not just the tangy pleasant citrus that dances on your tastebuds. But the way the tart…