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Archive for December, 2010

THE CAGE

By Dr. Mel Waldman I live in a cage ten stories below Grand Central Station. My master used to lock the cage and disappear for days. He left no food or water. Now, each morning when I wake up, I find food and water and discover he’s left the cage unlocked. What shall I do? [...]

30Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

THE FEAST

By Dr. Mel Waldman Sweet phantasmagoria, my early life was a surreal feast. I devoured all the foods I craved, didn’t gain a pound. A skinny kid with a fast metabolism, I worked off my hot pastrami sandwiches, frankfurters, French fries, cheesecake, strawberry shortcake, sirloin and rib steaks, pizza with extra cheese, and anything else [...]

30Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

SCREAM

By Dr. Mel Waldman Scream. I scream silently into the swirling, whirling night as I stroll across the Coney Island Boardwalk at midnight. A full moon hovers over the ocean and the pier and all of Brooklyn on this eerie night. Two strangers pass me as I saunter to the pier. I shriek. But they [...]

30Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

MONSTERS

By Dr. Mel Waldman Where are the monsters? They’re out there and inside, far away and near. That’s where. The monsters are everywhere. Where do they come from? They come from the outskirts of the macro-universe and from the center of the micro-universe. They come from the Darkness. They also hide in the Light. They [...]

30Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

THE DARKNESS BATHED IN TRAUMA

By Dr. Mel Waldman My name is Darkness. I am the Darkness bathed in trauma. And I live inside the human beast. My twin is Light. He hides from me in the sun, for I’m his alter ego, the Darkness touched by evil soaked in trauma. He trembles before me, for he fears I will [...]

30Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

THE TRAIN TO NOWHERE

By Dr. Mel Waldman The nightmare is always the same. Traveling on a train to nowhere, my ego melts away and then my self disappears, followed by my dissolving spirit-my dying soul. My identity vanishes on a train to nowhere and yet, nowhere has a name, an ominous name I’ve never heard before. I am [...]

30Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

Leon and the Bear

by Daniel Wolff Leon was on his way home late one night when he saw the bear sticking out of a snowdrift. It was a rotten bitch of a winter already and it wasn’t even winter yet – it was barely November and the streets were deep in dirty snow. It squeaked under his boots [...]

27Dec2010 | | 2 comments | Continued

The Loveoes

The fever had taken nearly everything out of me. I had spent most of the week lying in bed, tossing and turning, moaning, drenching my sheets in sweat. I kept my eyes closed as much as I could; not for the interest of sleep – the pain refused to let me do that – but [...]

24Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

There Goes Jack Rusty

By Medina Falcón Because the saviors are cold and weary, because the streets are old and empty, the spirit of the city, is each and every one. ― J.W. Forsythe On a cold, smoky night in Detroit, dark gray clouds reflected off an abandoned storefront’s windows in the worst part of town. Jack Rusty walked [...]

14Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

Sitting Next to the Bug

By Charles Anderson I saw the bug, and I knew it wasn’t going to be a good day. “Can I start a drink for the next Coffee Shoppe guest?” said the coffee barista to the next customer in our line. She held a grease pencil and was ready to mark the customer’s order on the [...]

13Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

THE MARTIANS ARRIVED 5 BILLION YEARS AGO

By Dr. Mel Waldman The Martians arrived 5 billion years ago. No one told me. I didn’t exist. The Martians arrived after Adam and Eve were expelled from the Garden of Eden. Who knew? No one told me. They never found the sacred garden. But they liked the earth and stayed. No one noticed. Not [...]

10Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

THE END

By Dr. Mel Waldman It’s coming for you. On this night, the wind steals your breath. Far away and around the corner, fires feast on forests, encircling beautiful barren woods, desiccated and old and exposed to the vicissitudes of nature and Darwinian law. And rushing forth from the sea, mammoth tides flood the sands on [...]

10Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

INSIDE THE MIRROR

By Dr. Mel Waldman Looking inside the mirror, sucked into a black hole of despair; Hell eats my wounded soul, and the raw truth of evil terrorizes my psyche, a barren wasteland, nothingness, a lonely, empty place devoid of hope descending into an infinite labyrinth, a whirling, swirling, endless darkness ripping the remnants of my [...]

8Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

WHAT I DON’T SAY

By Dr. Mel Waldman Listen to my powerful trumpet blasting across the Void. Listen to my music strong and steady and certain. Listen! Listen to my whispers, murmurs, rustles, my susurrations. Listen to my inaudible sounds. Listen! Listen to what I say and in the vast silence, the bridge of nothingness, listen to what I [...]

7Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

WEAPONS OF EMOTIONAL DESTRUCTION

By Dr. Mel Waldman Speak to me softly, gently with zephyrs brushing against my olive skin, turquoise skies sweeping across my psyche, and red sensuous sunsets vanishing in my invisible 3rd eye. Speak to me with beautiful spirit, and I will fly thousands of miles with the monarch butterflies to your sacred, ancestral home, your [...]

7Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

The First Day

By Troy Massie Chef Jon Acker was very excited about going to work again.  He had been laid off at his job at Mal’s Steakhouse for much longer than originally expected.  After three months he decided that he could not go much longer without working.  He had some money coming in, but it was just [...]

3Dec2010 | | 0 comments | Continued