Antipathy jansmatters.com, December 16, 2024December 16, 2024 We fight for naught. We trip over trite nasty words. We ambush. We lie. We sought affinity, and gaunt sharp conceits brought words on the tip to snipe to wound. We ambush. We lie. We fight for naught. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like this:Like Loading... Related Essays, Flash Fiction, Poetry communicationPoemPoetry
“My River” published in SLWG 2025 Anthology February 17, 2025February 17, 2025 My essay entitled “My River” is included in the 2025 St. Louis Writer’s Guild Anthology, launched today Feb 14, 2025. Links to eBook and paperback below. All proceeds support the good efforts of the Guild. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like this:Like Loading... Read More
Flight and Fancy August 16, 2022August 16, 2022 I sailed my ship through time gone by and never found the start I sailed my ship through days to come and never reached the end My trip was short through both extremes it took me just a second My ship defied the laws of physics its speed exceeded light… Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like this:Like Loading... Read More
Finding Commonality September 27, 2024October 6, 2024 Standing under the overhang, watching the rain pour down, I contemplated my trip back to my vehicle. On the way into the store my umbrella turned dramatically inside out, never again to turn right side out. I knew I would soon be chilled and wet. There were several others waiting… Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like this:Like Loading... Read More