Vol.1, No.9 • March, 2008

Traci Hall Shirley Allard Publisher Briar's Patch Tree-House Gothic Freeze Frame Disney: Enough Already! Radio Sometimes You Have To Let Go My Christmas Gifts Gary Snyder                 Pulp Diction Robert Hazelton Not Quite Right Bob Church Whisper Gap Jo Janoski From The Attic T. Owen Stark Cheshire Cat Chronicles Rusty Arquette Nothin' Better To Do Billy Jones Leftovers Dan Beams Songs of the Soul Harry Furness   "It's not who I am, it's what I am," I say aloud (or, at least, I think I said it aloud) somewhat toward the rising smoke filling the air, continued... Bob Church   How old is poetry? That is a strange remark that I heard the other day. The history of poetry is as old as the history of language. When man (and of course this includes women) first started speaking and telling tales around the fire, there was no doubt someone who spoke of the tribe and recounted its oral history. continued... Harry Furness   To the young lad from the country, summer holidays spent with his grandparents in Portknockie were adventures in another world. Just about the time he became aware of the heartbreak involved in adopting baby wild rabbits he realised that crabs and starfish, although smuggled home in a big jar of seawater, would not survive in a fresh water environment. continued... Eddie Bruce Send your short stories/fiction to: Bob Church@wordcatalystmagazine.com   Support WordCatalyst   RSS Atom