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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Haven of Dreams

Filed under Poetry by on 2011.12.27 at 3:34 am {no comments}

As I drift off to sleep I’m about to reach my safe place My haven of dreams   This imperfect escapism is perfect for me My sanctuary   My dreams create the real me Who I am inside my real identity   Unlike my conscious being My hell, my fears and anxieties All at once [...]

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Shadows. (You)

Filed under Short Stories by on 2011.12.26 at 2:23 pm {no comments}

You, are a shadow. Today, you belonged to an eleven year old girl. You were jostled around and over the many snow banks and piles of slush as she ran to catch her school bus. The bus was cramped with children and backpacks and also many other shadows. You found one of your good friends [...]

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Puella Spiritum

Filed under Poetry by on 2011.12.25 at 2:18 pm {no comments}

At first, I didn’t notice you. But then I saw you there in the third row.   just a glance   and then a double-take   you are something I’ve never seen before heavy eyelids a normal-sized nose and normal rounded lips but I think you are beautiful   Who are you?   So many [...]

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something to tell you. its a poem

Filed under Poetry by on 2011.12.24 at 1:33 pm {no comments}

I have something to tell you Last night I had that thought again. Why is this thought popping up in my head? I know I am putting on a brave face, but am I really that brave? I am still young I shouldn’t be thinking like this. These horrible thoughts are popping up there. I [...]

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Imagine

Filed under Poetry by on 2011.12.23 at 1:03 pm {no comments}

Crumpled victims torn from metallic binding were scattered across the wooden surface like fallen soldiers. The furrows and creases that covered the sheets matched those on the face of the man seated behind the desk, his features distorted in excruciating concentration. In his calloused hand he held a simple pen, gripping it intensely between his [...]

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