Winter Bone The long exhalation of winter descends on my bones. Leeching the life from my blood until I’m left as barren as the land.  The quiet hush of snow covered ground hides the impatient musings of my mind as I seek a way beyond the bland limitations of this […]

Perfectionist that I am, this headline from The Seattle Times caught my attention. The photograph grabbed me first and then I noticed the error. This is not meant to embarrass or shame anyone. We all make mistakes. Instead, I consider this a lesson in cooperation. ‘Snoqualmie Tunnel is the subject […]

STAND WITH SALMAN“Writers around the globe stand in solidarity with Salman Rushdie and celebrate his tireless advocacy for the freedom of expression and the plight of imperiled writers around the globe.” I stand with Salman.

Reading this brought up some memories and feelings, more than a few that I work hard to keep burying. (This is your trigger warning.) “The third Sunday in June is a challenging one for those of us with fathers who were destructive forces in our lives. A missing father leaves […]

by Melany Bell Please enjoy this poem and images on listening, begat from my very own mind in 2022. Thank you for listening…The images and poetry are by : ©MELANY BELL 2017-2022 all rights reserved   Artist Statement: I am an Ambidextrous Painter, Scientist, Step-Mother, Lover of Lady’s & their […]

Childhood… for some a gleeful, loving time. For others, endless trauma and despair. Like childhood, a swing can be a reflection of pure joy, letting a child soar into the sky, believing they can sweep their hand through the fleecy, luminescent clouds. For some children, however, joy is overshadowed by […]

By Jason Larsen Artist Statement: “In Samuel Corales’ Interactive Creative Writing Class this past quarter, he asked us to list three things that we would take to another planet and three things we would leave on Earth.” I have three Amazon Echo smart devices, and I would take them all […]

Everyday when I wake up, the first thing I see when open the curtains of my balcony door, I see a certain mural. This mural is very hard to miss because it takes up the side of three steel-framed, yellow brick buildings, the primary building being five-and-half stories tall. This […]

by Kristin CONTENT WARNING: This poem references domestic abuse, family trauma, suicide, and mental health, and may be triggering for some readers. There’s so much about you that I’ll never knowI inherited your bloodline and self-contemptYet I have so little information on who you really were I remember your gregarious […]

3/1/2022WHERE LOVE LEADS  Love for the way it feels when your love is shared.  Love gives us all possibilities   Love is to choose our better instinct  Writing stimulates the imagination   Unconsciousness so I can dream about what I don’t know  Love is to choose one’s better instinct  My car brings […]