Sleep used to be trivial, insomnia was on a nightly basis. Gradually, things began to shift, peaceful nights, well-rested days. Looking back, my naiveté was laughable. We go outside, but don’t see any faces Only the eyes of others peer out of masks,  Talking face to face a memory of what I used to do Siblings used to be annoying now they are a treasure  … Continue reading POETRY: The Crux of Humanity

Coronavirus? Covid? What is that, a game? Supposedly the end has come  It crept up slowly but surely Unnoticeable until it was too late to stop Now we lie in wait for an end that may or may not come With no end in sight, We hope it’s soon done At first it was the airlines And then went the events Soon after schools followed … Continue reading POETRY: The New Normal

Three men were dead. That’s as much as the cops knew. That and the trembling little girl with the blonde pigtails and the too big backpack that must have weighed twice her weight at the crime scene was their only witness. Officer Alexander Tyler was chosen to question her. As a large and muscular man, it was hard for an outsider to understand why he … Continue reading SHORT STORY: A Glint in the Moonlight

Silence hides in the age of noise Covering behind man-made intrusions The value of silence either ignored or forgotten Without a little silence we are all confused  Yet as the outside world bustles there remains one silence A voice in your head that speaks with no sound That guides you through your turmoils of days It speaks louder than anything and always stays  Yet some … Continue reading POETRY: Silence Poem

The clouds dance and float across the blue, Ever shifting shape, reflecting passer-bys. An amalgamation of shapes on a barren flat, To who owns the infinite blue?  The clouds of grey shroud the star’s glint, Wisps break and fragmentize from the mass. The strokes of color paint the sky’s personality, A timeless trip of the planet’s life. By Clay Patterson, Contributor Patterson writes, “I’ve always … Continue reading POETRY: Clouds Poem

Nobody would linger by his house for long. Nobody even thought to touch the iron gate surrounding his property. Nobody ever chose to enter his yard. People used to do it all the time because of large parties would be held there, but not everyone made it out. A handful of guests would disappear, and no one could say how. The other guests could simply … Continue reading SHORT STORY: Picture Perfect

“Test #1743. Subject Name: Samantha Horice. Age of 23. Convicted for the murder of long time friend Terrence Smith and her husband Eric Horice.” Samantha winced at this. She couldn’t kill Eric. She loved him so much and was heart broken when he commited suicide. It was just unfortunate that he jumped out the window when she shot Terrence. Very bad timing inher opinion. The … Continue reading SHORT STORY: The Hallex