More: Literature
The Pathway To Dreams
Dreams are often about identity, because we're figuring out who we are and what we need, and the beliefs and perspectives we hold,” says...
The Pair Of Cheap White Sunglasses
The woman who knocked at my door wore a pair of cheap white sunglasses. She asked for something to eat. Then another woman came,...
The Chinese Connection
Priority number one is not the Ukraine-Russia war or the upheavalment (see genocide) in Gaza; however, there is a global disintegration of family life...
Inside The Bethelsdorp Cave, I Am The Guest
This is a meditation on my writing life and routine. It follows. It's also a prayer. I don't believe I belong to anything. To...
The Mechanics Of The Mind
Talking to an adult survivor of child abuse is very challenging.
That is, if they are still alive.
The child abuse survivor is at risk of...
Did Bobby Vinton ever sing about the perfect father and daughter relationship?
Every single day, my mother and I played a cat-and-mouse game of who could love and adore my father more than the previous day.
Was...
The Art Lexcia Podcast with Wesley Pepper
Critically acclaimed writer and award-winning poet, Abigail George sits down with visual artist and entrepreneur Wesley Pepper, and talks about mental health awareness and...
The Coffee Table Podcast
In this episode, we sit down with the brilliant writer and poet Abigail George to talk about storytelling, creativity, and the power of words....
Holocaust – Book Review
A chapbook by Henry Opeyemi
Publisher: Felis Catus Press
“The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.”
T.S. Eliot
Henry Opeyemi is an oracle, and this...
The Spoiled Identity: At My Feet, Sequoia
“The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.”
T.S. Eliot
“I, myself, am a poet but I love working in the garden growing vegetables......