Tear Drops   I saw your tears Drop frozen on snow-painted ground by chilly winter winds to wait your heart’s delight. I hear my feet...

By Moshe Schaffzin The day in the life of a snail is best spent in a dark, shady corner. From your own gastropodal point of view, it is...

By Wendy K. Mages     I am standing on the pier, observing my colleagues as they mentor aspiring science teachers. The...

by Ken Been   The first thing he noticed was her hair. That was what shook Alan’s memory in the yellow lighting of the bus. It was...

River Man   My brother loved the river, He always watched the quick stream; As if it were his life passing by.   Love is not a floating...

A purple two shades lighter than expected deepens into an ocean shifting   with shadows and squiggles that glow yellow, floating above...

By Krista Ruffo   Wendell tells the interviewer at the South Florida Water Management District’s office that he knows snakes very well....

[KELP JOURNAL] Carmen these paintings are lovely. So bright and fun. You mentioned that they are a series that commemorates the...

By Rutger Middelburg   I have always liked the beach. When I was younger, I liked the parties we had there; where we would drink cheap...