PinnedMember-onlyThis Is a Safe SpaceA virtual embrace — A familiar feeling sits in my chest, that aching feel taking hold of my heart. So often, too often really, I let negativity creep its way in and consume me. My thoughts, reactions, and attitudes slide toward the pessimistic, always eyeing things with a view of suspicion. …Personal3 min readPersonal3 min read
Published in Plethora Of Pop·3 days agoMember-onlyBarney and the Media We ForgetA childhood obsession reveals so much more — A distinct crunching sound comes from underneath the seat cushion. No doubt the hundredth cornflake to have lost its way among the furred and frayed fabric. That’s my fault, you see, I’m too busy snuggled into the chair watching my favorite program as a five-year-old. Everyone’s bestie and not at…Television4 min readTelevision4 min read
Published in Six Word Photo Story Challenge·5 days agoMember-onlySomething WickedSix Word Photo Story Challenge: Freestyle — Photography1 min readPhotography1 min read© Charlie ColeSomething WickedSix Word Photo Story Challenge: Freestyle----2
Jan 20Member-onlyMy Knuckles Are WhiteThe mind is a rock climb — Dragged through mud and sand these hands are. Grasping and reaching for anything and everything they can to hold on to. The tether they’re on snags at every corner and only does the sun come out in spurts. The world spins around them on an axis that feels forever threatening…Mental Health2 min readMental Health2 min read
Published in Plethora Of Pop·Jan 19Member-onlyPeople of the Pop!Interview #4: Chelsea Alexandra — A new year means a new slate of interviews! We will be releasing these once a month with the hopes it continues to connect our writers more to the familiar names they see around these parts. Enough of my babbling let’s introduce January’s interviewee — Chelsea Alexandra! See what she…Plethora Of Pop9 min readPlethora Of Pop9 min read
Published in Promptly Written·Jan 17Member-onlyA Tempest in TimeWhat lies beyond the ravaging storm? — A hard rain came, unlike there had ever been. The drops didn’t just trickle from the gutters, they rushed right off and hammered into the siding with fierce abandon. Huddled in the corner, I sat wrapped deep within a blanket, staring at a face that could not stare back. The…Fiction5 min readFiction5 min read
Jan 13Member-onlyFinger to FlameWe’ve all been there — My fingers tap and they rap Against the fidgeting of my legs Desperate for a respite from the Racing of my mind that just won’t quit A song, but it’s wrong from These fingers that keep patting From a mind in a grind searching For something anything at all To…Words1 min readWords1 min read
Published in Black Bear·Jan 11Member-onlyDepression Among the TimberlineAn exploration of ideation, fakery, and seeing the forest through the trees — CW: major discussions of unaliving The bend in the road matches the bend in my spine. Hunched over the wheel I anticipate rounding the corner and seeing The Tree. It is one of many as I am driving alongside a forest after all, but the small parking lot always guides…Mental Health4 min readMental Health4 min read
Published in The Lark·Jan 10Member-onlyThe DoldrumsA poem finding ascension within descension — The doldrums came out to play A patina of rain pitter-patters Its melancholy feels here to stay Transforming torrents into impressionistic spatters See the sky become a gray ghost And how the thirsty ground drinks No banner, no direction, no signpost Fools await the tricky-tongued Sphinx Hoping its rhymes signal…The Lark1 min readThe Lark1 min read
Published in The Riff·Jan 5Member-onlyNotes In LavenderThe oft-ignored or forgotten queer pioneers of music — Stop, look, listen and you’ll agree with me Things are not what they used to be, you’ll see You say hello to Uncle Joe Then look again, and you’ll find it’s your Auntie Flo! -Lyrics from Masculine Women, Feminine Men The jazzy opulence of the 1920s has been well-documented and…The Riff4 min readThe Riff4 min read
