by P.J. on June 1, 2025 at 8:05 pm
The Lonely Road THELONELYROAD There is only one undiscovered roadleft for me to travel. It will be a tiresome and arduous passage, with many obstacles and bridges to cross along the way. I am not looking forward to the journey with the enthusiasm of youth, only the weariness of old age. It will be undertaken
by Pat Barnett on June 1, 2025 at 7:57 pm
A Matter of Scale A Matterof Scale Pat Barnett Our mission was to observe, but a catastrophe so unbelievable took place that those who survived are flawed beyond my power to repair. Below I will outline what happened. Meanwhile, I will spend time with the crew and do my utmost to restore their mental health—but
by Lillian Bradbury on June 1, 2025 at 7:43 pm
The Barber Shop THEBARBERSHOP Just a quiet time — that’s what I keep telling myself. Looking out onto the high street, I’m struck by how many hairless scalps there are. Why? Why do they do it? Or the other extreme — lank, shoulder-length locks that do no justice to the male species. I’ve been delivering
by P.J. on June 1, 2025 at 7:24 pm
YOU. – PJ YOU. YOU: make me forget the things I don’t want to remember YOU: take me to Spring when it feels like December The smile on my face, is put there by your grace When you take hold of my hand, I’m in my safe place. PJ © 2024
by Pat Barnett on June 1, 2025 at 7:17 pm
Blue Suede Shoes – Pat Barnett Blue Suede Shoes Pat Barnett Hannah carried a tray of glasses from the bar and gave Dan a wink. “Jan tells me she’s just sold the last four tickets for Saturday night.” “Every table – full?” “Yes – and if it’s a success, we could do another, then another