My Brother by Emina Ademovic
We trudged through the hall, leaving the room with the plastic dresses. I saw nurses and doctors in green pants and shirts pass us.
Archive for the ‘Sacrifice (May/June 2008)’ Category
Seahorse by Cathrine Lodoen
There are clenched teeth and screaming horrors on internal screens. There is taste of iron on tongues.
Point of No Return by Brigita Pavshich
She was older, there was a mallow sadness in her eyes, one he could swear hadn’t been there before.
Nostradamus’s Revenge Wins Second Place in the Symbolic Return of Hubbard’s New King by Theresa C. Newbill
Two bull’s eyes, and four projecting ribs obscure the obviousness of his oval skull.
Beautiful is the Night by Theresa C. Newbill
In a remote village of Kenya, a tall, broad-shouldered man tills the soil.
Borrowing the rib by Elizabeth H. Barbato
Because Eve never asked
why she was bone and Adam
clay
Hotel Paris by Alexandra Ernst
Inside the great composer’s eyes,
circled in lines and sweeping contours,
a storm rages.
Courage in Patience from the novel by Beth Fehlbaum
My name is Ashley Asher. That’s right, go ahead, and laugh. Apparently, my parents thought it would be “cute” to make my first and last names nearly identical. My family and friends call me Ash. My mother calls me by my first and middle names, Ashley Nicole. Her husband, Charlie, thought he was real clever and called me Ash-Hole.
Just Passing Through by Simba
As Elton John’s Sacrifice slowly fills the room, he sighs and looks at his watch; the party is almost over and he can’t wait to get out. It’s been a crazy week and he wants to be home by midnight. He drives through the Friday traffic, his mind blank. As he reaches home, the lights are turned down and he fumbles for the keys in the dark.
Love by Cathrine Lodoen
As we step off the plane, I scream. No one hears, because I am silent. No one sees, because they are blind. There is nothing but pain and fear, and yet no one knows.
The Illusionist by Beth Labonte
Fog swirls around me like a magician making a grand entrance as I look up into his face.
YA Prose: As If by Caitie
I had visions of him declaring his undying love for me in front of the whole cafeteria
Red Carpets by Laala Kashef Algata
Rockets explode overhead
showering us with sparks
Cinnamon Red Memories by Tamara Palmer
It had been two years, four months and nine days since Jack left for Europe.
Daily Sacrifice by Kathy Bunn Schultz
she beamed hot on the old Georgia clay…
Prayer Book by Lisa Zaran
In the hospital chapel room I read
prayers from the living in a great
leather book addressed to God.
Danny by Cathrine Lodoen
Danny is 12. 12 years old and 12 seconds behind.Behind the rest of us. Behind himself.Lagging 12 seconds behind his own life.When you hear a sound. A pin drop. A truck roar. Your ear and brain sense the impact pretty much simultaneously.
The Pier by Cathrine Lodoen
I can describe for you,
in detail…
What I know by Laura Miller Edwards
There’s something porcelain about you now.
You’re so quiet, still… sad.
Yes, sad.
Can you see her? by Laura Miller Edwards
I see her all the time…
veteran by Sarah Herrington
you wrapped around me
like a war
bruised bloodied
foreign
Standing in the Shadows of Love by Nancy Lee Shrader
Stand in the shadows through happiness and pain
Shadows of love brings sunshine and rain
Sabotage by Shelley Wiseberg
Suffering and sacrificing goals and dreams
Mary Shelley by Elizabeth H. Barbato
She knew no Paradise exists for us to claim
Losing the Cross by Elizabeth H. Barbato
Because I’ve lost
my grandmother’s cross
I find myself looking for it
everywhere.
A Gift by Lisa Zaran
It was dark in those mines
where my father worked,
how many feet underground
I don’t know.
The Cut by Alexandra Ernst
I remember a time
when a braid
hung down your back
like an extra limb.
The Beginning by Alexandra Ernst
Nothing prepares for love’s speed
Needs by Shelly Wiseberg
Empty spaces filled with others
Loving mothers crying alone
Peace in My Soul by Janet Thorning
I’m day dreaming if there is such a thing
The Poppy Fields by Penny Luker
She thought of poppies as they should be, dancing to the song of the wind on their delicate stems.
Thea’s Decision by Jean Gillespie
As soon as Thea reached the park gates she bent down and snapped the leash on
Mac’s collar.
The Warmth of Love by Cher’ley Grogg
My eyes fill with tears
Second Sacrifice by Penny Luker
Lines of trees are felled
from the nearby hills,
for the winter harvest.
You Did This for Me by Elizabeth Overmyer
those once soft eyes bore into mine…
Living Well by Ann Tinkham
Lena grasped her 4-year-old daughter’s hands from above and guided her through their art deco living room as she cradled her cell phone in the crook of her neck. She was speaking to a distressed woman who was recently diagnosed with HIV.
Chasing Perfection by Robyn Shaffer
Run, Run, faster..harder..
Don’t stop, you’re almost there.
Perfection.
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