I’m honored to share a poem from my friend, Northern California writer, and Vietnam Vet, Richard Turton. The Eagle Cried The acrid smell of cordite
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Short Story Sunday: Captain Sandy and the Airship at the End of the World
Captain Sandy and the Airship at the End of the World The end of the world had come and gone a long time ago. Of
Full Moon Brings On A Party
Full moon Brings on a party In half lit oak woods Possums and owls Look for the same Shadows With different purpose. Full moon Brings
Juliette’s Book Club: Apocalypse A GO-GO!
Now available in paperback! Goin’ Extinct Too Apocalypse A GO-GO! It was so much fun the first time, we decided to take another stab at
Juliette’s Book Club: Goin’ Extinct Too – Apocalypse A Go-Go!
Goin’ Extinct Too – Apocalypse A Go-Go! How could the world end? The possibilities are endless: A global pandemic (obviously), aliens, evil politicians, zombies in
The Eagle Cried
I’m honored to share a poem from my friend, Northern California writer Richard Turton. The Eagle Cried The acrid smell of cordite Still
