Your light hit me At an angle, precise A child’s game At a calculated price You cast my shadow large On a plastered wall You…
Posts published in “Literary”
Response Time
By NATALIE PATRONE on February 2025
My heartbeat’s connected To the ellipses on my screen Pumping, pacing, pending, Then vanishing. So I just look away And try to drown it all…
Faerie Politics
By JULIA KLEINBERG on February 2025
“Forge,” Rhododendron greeted him coldly. “Deni,” he responded. “Rhododendron,” she corrected him. “I thought I’d have you know, I’m buying the land that your vegetable…
Roots
By JOYCE SPEARS on January 2025
Sturdy, Like the base of a tree Grounded, Growing intricate leaves Each blemish, each vein An original stain Each branch reaching out Towards the sky…
Our Roots
By EVANGELINE HARRIS on January 2025
Our Roots are where we come from Our Roots give us an IDENTITY Our ROOTS show us the past And help us move on to…
Venting about Trees Chestnut Blight
By SOL JORDAN on January 2025
Find me one forest The one I can’t think of when I try to picture a forest Find me one forest not once leveled in…
Focus Joyce Spears
By Tattler Webmaster on January 2025
Read this slow Read it carefully Be cautious as each word sinks in This may be my last. Or my first It’s hard to tell…
StrangER Fruits
By Tattler Webmaster on January 2025
Billie sang of Strange Fruit, I decry a StrangER Fruit I see it in the halls of IHS, boundless energy left untapped No real success,…
Frozen Strawberries
By CORALLUS MEEKS on January 2025
Walking alone down the muddy path, naming the stones, anger, grief, vengence, resentment, contempt. Tearsrolling over cheeks like the water rolled over rocks in the stream below.…
Basement Treasures
By MAX GOEBEL on January 2025
It’s early in the morning but you’re bored so you go to the basement Going into the workroom you spot the old box of miscellaneous…
August Third
By SUSANNE GUIMBRETIERE on January 2025
Writers Statement Being of French and German descent and having grandparents who lived through World War II, I grew up with stories of what life was…
Lost
By IIYANA HARRINGTON on January 2025
Thoughts of his lost love filled his mind as he sat there, alone, in the dark. He could not help but wonder what had happened…
Lone Wolf
By BRIDGET TIERNEY on January 2025
All alone, All alone, Silver fur rumples in the night breeze Racing through the hall to be on time Sitting on cool damp solid Earth…
The Twin Stars of Human Past
By CAEDMON SETHUPATHY on January 2025
A cell, A star is born, Unique changes placed upon the human soul. Godly power by both process and miracle, Evolution, Divine intervention, Equals. The…
The ER Waiting Room
By GLORIANA ALLNATT on January 2025
My fingers gripped the hard, warm plastic of the anxiety toy my grandmother’s nurse gave to me before my grandmother slipped into unconsciousness. The sight of doctors…
Beautiful Mistake
By CORALLUS MEEKS on January 2025
To you, my chosen one I endow my pristine love To be artlessly uprooted Blind eye turned as roots wilt Folly unbeknownst above you pluck…
Change
By JASON MOORE on January 2025
I look out at the world It has not changed for me Things change But it’s around me The years of time that pass I…
Blurry
By SUNGIVA ST. LAURENT on January 2025
Two weeks ago, I met a man. I met a man in the alley beside my home. I met a man who was sharply dressed with…
Raspberries
By SPARROW FARADAY on January 2025
When I was younger, raspberries were an elusive summertime treat. They were guarded by prickly thorns, but that wouldn’t stop my sister and I from trying…
Pale purple walls and floor-length curtainsto match Strings of fairy lights, a garland ofcrocheted stars Pictures, posters, cut-out covers ofPlaybills on the walls It is…
Good on Paper
By JULIA KLEINBERG on January 2025
She looks good on paper: Devoid of blemishes, Kind eyes, quiet smile. More of a memory than anything – A boiled down version of herself.…
Where Monsters Live
By ZADIE WANG on January 2025
The small chirps of a child whispering my name shook me awake.It was my daughter, stuffed animal in one hand and clutching my arm with…
Meditation
By LUCA WOLL on January 2025
The mud and the sludge will run their course, Coursing through the shallow shores. The rising tides will strike with force On burning Earth the…
Doom
By MATTHEW JONES on January 2025
The mud and the sludge will run their course, Coursing through the shallow shores. The rising tides will strike with force On burning Earth the…
A Light
By CAMDEN GOELLER on January 2025
I have a light on my bedside table. And when it burns out I replace it. Because I don’t want you to come home. Thinking…
The Art of Rain on a Window
By ZACHARY LINDENBERG on January 2025
The first notes fall soft, tentative like a pianist testing the keys of twilight whispers of hope peeking out beneath the heavy blanket of silence…