Up on the Hill
My city was being preyed upon by catalytic converter thieves, challenged by an alarming homicide rate, and an escalating homeless population. But what really bugged… Read More »Up on the Hill
Lenore's collections include "Tap Dancing on the Silverado Trail" (2011) from Finishing Line Press, “Sh’ma Yis’rael” (2007) from Pudding House Publications, and "Cutting Down the Last Tree on Easter Island" (West End Press, 2012). Her writing has won recognition from Poets&Writers (finalist in California Voices contest) and as a finalist for Pablo Neruda Prize, Nimrod International Journal. The Society for Technical Communication has recognized her work regarding Technical Literacy in the schools. All material is copyrighted on this site and cannot be used without the author's permission.
My city was being preyed upon by catalytic converter thieves, challenged by an alarming homicide rate, and an escalating homeless population. But what really bugged… Read More »Up on the Hill
Everyone I knew, knew your name, you’d left the country to study in Europe, came home to the Black Liberation Movement, your hair a corona… Read More »Angela
Cinder blocks framed the sunrise orange as I pushed aside the mosquito netting to greet the jade-green frog who lived beneath the toilet seat, found… Read More »Brigada Venceremos
The elevator shivered as it climbed the three or maybe four floors to the office, I hurried to the copy editor’s desk where a balding… Read More »Ben Levine at the Daily World
iridescent with ruffles soaring to my knees coated with colors lined in fabric furry with the softness of willows the toughness of leather
Queen Esmerelda’s lips were luscious red petals and her brown eyes flecked with the sparkle of fireflies. People remarked how she moved with the grace… Read More »The Crowd Prince of No Ware
The close of summer signifies a return to school and the end of vacation. It’s like knowing things are changing, but not being able to… Read More »An Ocean in a Clay Pot
It’s national night out but no one’s out except pink ladies in gardens along Greeley Avenue and a German Shepherd who protects them. I knew… Read More »Song of the Hermaphrodite
1. No better way to soothe the soul than by walking on the beach the waves in and out in and out no other sound… Read More »Wanting More
I sliced the yellow onion into rings the red bell pepper into strips marinated the chuck in garlic even watched a youtube video to make… Read More »What I Really Wanted to Say