Steff Rocknak

The first sculpture that I made on my own was small and was carved from an old railroad tie.

Wang Ping

So that one wrong class led me to the path of writing: poetry, story, novel, essays

Apiary Aches

photo of bee gathering nectar

Bees love catnip; they go crazy for it; afterward, we drowsed, full of honeyed sweetness like the bees that browse the catnip, it could be like catnip to us, and I remember the first time my Siamese kitten had catnip,…

Staring at Stars

planet Venus lit by the stars of the Milky Way galaxy

Homely, lonely night. Venus shines against vacancy.He doesn’t paint the bars that keep him so far from starry night. Transfixed by stars. The tree grows, it is living. It is hopeful.And so is he. Not always so. Seldomly like that-ever.…