Month: September 2025

I, Cat a Poem from Scattered Pieces of Mind

I curl inside the hollow of your arm small, yet endless- my purr a river spilling into the quiet of the night. I know your…

Twist the tiny knob, Turn the clock back to one. Hide our small folly, For now it is undone. They will never know How your…

The Dead Carcass of the Aaarrggghhh! a short story by Megan Blaney I didn’t wake up that Saturday planning to become the first person in…

First Day of September by Megan Blaney I wake to the hum of cicadas—a thousand tiny fiddlestuning the tail end of summer.The air, thick as…