books, prose, poetry
Kenwood Resident (St Pete) Michael SingletonPublishes Childrens Poetry Book POETRY PARTY: A Children’s Poetry Book with Developmental and Optimistic Life Lessonsby Michael Singleton Step into a colorful world of inspiring tales where animals, children, and even shoes discover the beauty of being unique. In this heartwarming collection of rhythmic stories and poems, young readers will…
In the heart of the gallery, where silence echoed louder than whispers, hung an enigma crafted from colors that defied logic. It was an abstract tapestry, a cacophony of strokes that danced upon the canvas like whispered secrets waiting to be deciphered. Amidst the murmurs of uncertainty, stood a man, a mere spectator caught in…
Poem to Another Poem This poem reads itself by the light of itself.Speaks of itself in the fifth person. Believesin me more than the devil does in evil.There will be no generic blessing. Rightnow this poem is powdered concentrate,translated from a 100-foot echo. I ama conduit for your coincidence. You areuncanny and resist the tourniquet…
Excerpt from Paul Wilborn’s novel, Florida Hustle. – Set in the world of cheap 1980s slasher films.In the opening chapter, aspiring horror filmmaker Michael Donnelly, 17, visits his favorite video store – Horror Time Video. The wooden front door of Horror Time Video was hidden behind a life-size black and white cutout of Boris Karloff’s…
Ask Me for my Pronouns Ask mefor my pronouns?It’s what we dothese days. The questionbrings up a tangleof old yarn,thoughtsI never plannedTo mess withagain. I learned pronounswomen used to say:they, theirs, different from thosecommon in the public spherehe, him, his,pronouns crownedby church and school. Some brave souls alwayspinned her and herson bits of lifethey could…
I’ve been crate digging again, not for records, not for books, not for green turtle steaks but for a graveyard plant, the ephemeral flow of lush lore. Florida in words, images of Florida, praise songs for Florida. So, hats off to the local records stores that also sell books and the books stores that also…
The stench of grief, loss and shock are everywhere permeating the area with smells of red tide and salt waterthat had crept into places that were never meant to know water in that way. Private areas of people’s livesbrutally exposed on their front lawns.Furniture strewn about, floorboards, kitchen cabinets, waterlogged stuffed animals a piano that still had songs…
I live my signifying, unrhymed, in St. Petersburg, but I am writing this scrambled treatise in Tallahassee, the tall hassle of paradise, the state capitol of Florida, the Sunshine State. I’ve come to escape the wind and water. Milton, the most literary hurricane to date. I am aware of the irony, but I leave it…
Ambition My ambition is to work the words “Christ on a bike!” into a poem. But no doubt I will end up accomplishing nothing much more than managing to eke out a modicum of wonder as I sit at sunset and spot just the right amount of wantonly accumulated cumulus to catch a bit of…
I’ve set my heart on a glimpse of you: Florida Golden Aster (Chrysopsis floridana) — listed as endangered in 1986 You are so rare I can’t find you. It’s spring and your woozy stem has yet to arise from the Florida scrub and blunt sun. Once it shoots up, your whiskery leaves will climb it all…