Making Outsiders Insiders
Blocks will disable Blocks are a big scam Blocks, I do not love Blocks are just liars So unattractive I simply can’t find Ideas, that stay They loom like wires I am held captive Inside of this mind Torn apart, away From my desires Useless, unable Just for now, I am Incapable of Igniting fires Blocks will disable Blocks are a big scam Blocks, I do not love Blocks are just liars Written By: BeNjamyn Upshaw-Ruffner
Read MoreCarmen Maris, Sonus Undarum Sub caelo sereno aura basiabit pelagus altum caeruleum et ea excitabunt undas sonosque et carmen pulchrum modulabuntur. Song of the Sea, Sound of the Waves Under a clear sky the breeze shall kiss the deep blue sea and they will stir up waves and sounds and sing a beautiful song. Poem by: Matthew J. Montanaro
Read MoreSpring is coming. Snow is melting. Rain hasn’t rained yet. March 18 was the perfect weather for the 195th Saint Patrick’s Day parade, a tradition of the multicultural city of Montreal. Remembering my elementary school friend from Notre-Dame-de-Grâce, who has an Irish background, I was so prepped up to make my way to the parade that sunny Sunday, in mid-March. Having a strong attachment to music, especially music that makes one dance, I stood by the Party Expert banner, which I thought was supposedly the starter float. Well, to my…
Read MoreStranger Things is a show based on the nostalgic exploration of eighties gothic media culture, especially as it relates to youth of the time. The show’s setting and plot are themselves entrenched in political gothic reality, which creates a sort of meta-reality through which the show can explore one of its main concerns: gothic texts as they are experienced by children, and more specifically, what effect these texts may have on children with past trauma. Stranger Things explores the healing process of three children with traumatic past experiences who may…
Read MoreSoft Lips and blue eyes gentle fingers flowing hair and a scarlet coat Intertwined. Skin upon skin, beads of sweat in the summer sun feet on emerald grass and a butterfly perched Together. Open palms sleepy figures bodily perfume and a pearly glaze Written By: June Rossaert
Read MoreWhere Estérel, Quebec’s best, erected, there were three messengers. These men were well, yet meek. Speeches were the men’s preferences. Estelle the Jester, termed “Jestelle”, heckled them. Whenever she screeched, she felt glee. Whenever she yelped, the men felt depleted. The men remember when Jestelle met them: “The deer were peeved, then wrecked me legs!” she yelled. “Deft, these deer were. Never respect them, never respect these three men!” The three men were perplexed. “Elle est belle” led René, the French member “Pervert”, heeded Ernest …
Read Morethe wind in my spine is shouting so i hold my breath to quiet it and it curls under my skin bunches up in a million ants underneath and trapped under it spoils itself greens and blackens on its own so i block my throat to hide it in and it whispers my death to me It makes me tremble and my bones clatter against it as it turns to marble in my lungs I collapse under the weight of it it crushes down upon my stomach and when it…
Read MoreThis will be a standalone miniseries written by Geoff Johns, with Gary Frank and Brad Anderson and will begin in November 2017. It will continue the narrative that began last year with the DC Comics Rebirth Special #1, that was explored more recently in the four-part arc known as ”The Button” starring Batman and the Flash. Fans like myself are hoping for a rather “super” good story for the Watchmen’s entrance into the Canon DC Universe. With the Superman shield at the top of the clock has me interested to say the least….
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