Spillwords

The Three Characteristics of Existence Suffering, Non-self, Impermanence written by: Debra Black   the sound of the waves across the grey-tinged navy-blue water pooled grains of sand sweet musical score; a sweet precious moment full of life’s goodness to inhabit, taste. the salty air. the rocky shore. soaking, seeping in, resting within the moment of complete nowness it’s fra...

Baby Face Bill Born Bad written by: David Margolin   I groaned when I was given my first reporting assignment for the Southern Oregon Gazette–it sounded so mundane. Little did I know that I would end up being told the strangest story of my life. The largest hospital in the region, St. Apocrypha, in Klamath Falls, was closing its Labor and Delivery Unit. It had been the birthp...

Flower Haiku written by: Joshua St. Claire   coquelicot a white-tail kneeling by the roadside vernal equinox a wild iris cracks the earth fothergilla this white-crowned sparrow all white-crowned sparrows and so we meet again veronica jacaranda the page ripped out of the diary the dandelions and I mere ghosts of ourselves summer ends he yields to her broken tulips the aldehyde...

Jazz written by: Jim Wingrove   jazz might save your life tonight on a kind of blue and rainy night and I just got out of hell tonight or ring around the crucified who’s to say who really died? Adderley might bust a gut or Coltrane lead you back to dust and Coleman is a total nut with leadlines like spaghetti and Monk might rise to roar again against a whiplash white-capped m...

You Are So Curious It Is Driving You Insane written by: Phyllis P. Colucci   Did you notice it rained on “our” Feast Day? Did you notice it rained on “their” Feast Day? No one recognized that “He” found a way But He did…and now you want to know his name You are so curious it is driving you insane All I can tell you is “He” is in control And while He rains on our Saints And sp...