Author: Lion and Lilac
The Devil Is In The Eggs | Karen Siff Exkorn | Play
CHARACTERS DIANE A vibrant married woman in her 60’s–Joe’s wife JOE A somewhat jaded married man in his 60’s–Diane’s husband DIANE (60’s) and JOE (60’s) have been married for 35 years. They’re seated at the kitchen table. JOE has a big bowl of hard boiled eggs and is making deviled eggs. […]
Elster Creek: Dark View | Allan Lake | Poetry
My partner is afraid of bats in a world where anti-vax fanatics deny the existence of a pandemic as people drop in all directions. She fears that a bat will latch onto her neck and sip her blood in a country where major banks – like casinos – massage the trusting in order […]
No More Flowers | Dana Hall | One Act Play
PRODUCTION Minimal set. A couch, painting, easel. The Black Iris can be indicated, replicated, or projected- all artistic interpretation welcome. REVELANT HISTORY Georgia O’Keeffe (1887-1986) was an American modernist artist. She was known for her painting of skyscrapers, landscapes, and monumental flowers, which were a combination of realism and abstraction. Unbeknownst to O’Keeffe, her […]
Three Poems | Bisola Bada
endangered I want to write a poem that speaks of deers, antelopes, pouched rats & many other endangered games in the hands of hunters in the black continent but how do I write this on paper when this poet & her gender are endangered species in the fist of patriarchs & misogynists but […]
Two Poems | Stephen House
whatever vocation it was the method best practiced believing my unexpected thing for life i suppose what else could i do daily craft writing performing nightly show sometimes resilient in my whatever vocation on and on i go add this to the trickle creating a must as they wait for why there […]
Four Poems | Michael Brockley
A Blind Date with Wendy, Before “Born to Run” My sister fixed me up with Wendy over a Fourth of July weekend. The Jersey girl was finishing a special ed degree at Ball State. Kept one eye on the fast lane eastbound out of town. Said she missed the Jersey boardwalk and having a […]
Four Poems | Lynn White
Melting Away She could still remember the warm days of summer, seaside holidays, times without end. Almost. Tick tock. But now the warmth is too much and time is melting away in the sun. Tick tock, tick tock goes her memory curling up in the heat and dying like a beached whale […]
Three Poems | Ahmad Al-Khatat
Unwelcomed Farewell When you articulate nothing at all My heart becomes an occupied city With the noise from the rockets, not birds The clouds drop blood on my fictional planet. The blue skies open its chest to those fireworks I look at those happy faces, lovers kissing lips, and pretty dresses. I am […]
Four Poems | John Grey
ATTRACTION We come to the dinner table like prospective tenants looking over a new apartment. She claims the situation with the giving of her eyes. To me, looking elsewhere is untenable. I take her all in like the sweep of a lighthouse. Her face is as delicately lovely as a fawn’s. My […]
Three Poems | Sofiat Omowumi RAMON
Èjíírèé (After reading “Ejima” by Vivian Nnagboro) The wind told me how hurt you’re as it almost burnt my skin while relaying your message. Èjíírèé . . . My demise brought me closer to freedom— with my wings fluffy like the summer cloud, I now soar above the ailments which once tied me down— I […]