The Point of Democracy is Populism
Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall

The Point of Democracy is Populism

Democracy is dependent upon populism. The more of the population who casts a vote in one direction or the other determines who wins power. It's not a complicated idea. Part of the bargain requires that win your side loses, you accept the loss. We're not quite so good at that part lately.

Read More
Masterpieces in Sand
Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall

Masterpieces in Sand

Roy looked down from the cliffs at the man drawing in the sand. The picture that started to emerge startled him. It was an extraordinary face, not realistically rendered, but seemingly viewed from many angles at once. In fact, it looked much like a Picasso.

Read More
Holding My Son as We’re Violently Burned to Death     [REPOST]
David Himmel, Poetry David Himmel David Himmel, Poetry David Himmel

Holding My Son as We’re Violently Burned to Death [REPOST]

But, son, I was not lying when I said I’d do anything to protect you.
Anything to keep you safe.
Sometimes that meant watching you put yourself in harm’s way.
Life is pointless without risk.
Sometimes it meant watching you get your heart broken
or hearing your bones break from the bleacher seats on the sidelines.
Harm and hurt, you see, are unfortunately, required of us.
The Universe demands it.
They are two of the many ways we learn and become stronger, better people.
Or so I always tried to be better
and I hope that I instilled that desire in you.

Read More
The Bog
Fiction, Joe Mallon Joe Mallon Fiction, Joe Mallon Joe Mallon

The Bog

Finn placed his hand on Michael’s shoulder and squeezed. “I wish there was another way, Michael. I do. But this is best for you. And us, o’course. A hunter best hunts alone. You’ll be a better man for it when ye come home.”

Read More
Based On A True Feeling
Fiction Guest User Fiction Guest User

Based On A True Feeling

Now something has broken, and her vision is brand new and it feels amazing. Little more than a week past eighteen and really in her own skin for the first time. Like he gave her something that would always be hers.

This is the first time she has let herself look in the mirror since then.

Read More