The Ocean of Life

Life comes and goes, But as it progresses We spend it learning lessons. Some of us spend life making dresses. Others spend it under many stresses. Life has it’s obstacles, But all we can do is solve the problems. Growing old is inevitable. There comes a time we are no longer able. Our bones become [...]

Cirque De Queer.

Cirque De Queer. A poem by Kim Mathews. ~~~~~~~~~~ Welcome to our world, where the strange is considered norm, where the odd is quite accepted, and the normal, here, is scorned. So prepare yourself for a little trip of the grotesque and the weird; because anything can happen when you visit Cirque De Queer Everyone [...]

The Thing.

The Thing. A *very* short story by Kim Mathews The Thing was lonely. Every day it went from here to there searching for a friend, but always it found none, and the Thing was sad. It was tired of singing and dancing by itself and it wanted someone to sing and dance with. One day [...]

I love you

No words are needed nor spoken to express how I feel about you, the way your heart beats like an Indian war drum nor the fireworks that go off in my heart explain how much I care for you, that beautiful smile infects me so much that I can’t but help to smile back, an [...]

David’s Wife

Chasing the deer through the twisted underbrush, David was hunting to feed his pregnant wife. He had been hunting all day and his muscles were throbbing in refusal but he had no food to bring home and another day and Jenny his wife would possibly have a miscarriage or die from starvation. The winter had [...]

Never Broken

It’s never broken, baby.. My heart was never there You were so near, but I missed to see you I’m farsighted! You never broke my heart You just tried the wrong side of it! It’s never broken, baby.. My heart was never there! You know I loved you I saw the world in you Men [...]

The Bread Story…

When I was around eight years old, this is going back to the early 70′s… (Now don’t be doing the math trying to figure out how old I am, let’s just say I am old enough) My mother (who is Italian – it’s not a good thing or a bad thing, I just thought I’d [...]

The Football Story…

The Football Story… It was my grade seven elementary flag football championship game. Are you familiar with Flag Football?  No… it’s not a bunch of kids running around with country flags (you know like United States, Canada, Italy, etc) on a stick. How the hell can you catch a football while trying to hang on [...]

The Red Envelope.

The Red Envelope.   A short story by Kim Mathews.   Based off of a fable I read somewhere online; just wanted to expand it a little. The idea is not my own, but this rendering off it is. “Dammit!!” As Sarah looked down at her watch, she couldn’t help but express a slightly colorful [...]

Six Feet Under.

Six Feet Under. A poem by Kim Mathews. ~~~~~~~~~ I search through my mind, looking through old files and drawers, trying to remember what it was like. Frantically I look, knowing the memories are fading and yet unable to stop Time’s cleaning. My tears hit the page, smudging the thoughts wrote in my mind, blurring [...]

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Sleeping Beauty Effect.

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The Sleeping Beauty Effect.   A short story by Kim Mathews. No one remembered when it started, or why; the only people who were alive at that time were the Elders of the village, and even they had been but swaddling babes when it begun. ‘It’ referring to the unique preservation of its citizens upon [...]

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Insatiable.

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Insatiable. A short story by Kim Mathews. Arthur was hiking in the woods one fine summer morning. It was such a glorious day, with the clouds so white and the grass so green and the sky so blue. So very beautiful, he thought to himself as he listened to the joyous sound of the burbling [...]

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Remains of the Day.

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Remains of the Day. A poem by Kim Mathews. ~~~~~~~~ Walking through woods of snowy angle’s’ down; pause, for a moment, and listen. Hear the wind freeze in the frost filled air; now look around you and wonder. See the light glint off of crystal coated trees; just close your eyes now, and relax… Let [...]

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The Water Color Lake.

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The Water Color Lake.   A short story by Kim Mathews. Richard had been working on the painting for ten years now. It was quite beautiful, depicting a lovely young women carefully pouring over some unknown novel underneath a willow tree, which had been planted aside the chief beauty of the art work: a pristine, [...]

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The Orange Octopus.

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The Orange Octopus.   A short story by Kim Mathews. The octopus stared at Jimmy, and Jimmy stared back. His five year old eyes widened with wonder at the sight; it was a gigantic fluffy thing, traffic-cone orange with a sewn on smile and bright button eyes, and Jimmy wanted it tremendously. Turning his gaze [...]

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