Somehow There is Hope

By: Shyanne Sarris Somehow there is hope in this universe and I don’t know how it got there because it shouldn’t be. We are an incongruous lot that define ourselves by our trademark of death. We pretend to love life but really we just enjoy destroying it after the photograph and before we drop ourContinue reading “Somehow There is Hope”

Miss Invisible

By Shyanne Sarris An Essay on The Story Of Zahra Intimate partner violence, in the middle east, is a cause of lost female identity. This specific type of violence is defined as, “behavior by an intimate partner or ex-partner that causes physical, sexual or psychological harm, including physical aggression, sexual coercion, psychological abuse and controllingContinue reading “Miss Invisible”

Prescription of a Writer

I am a Writer.  I will always have ink on my;  Hands Heart Mind and  Soul.           “Gib pn! Gib pn!” I squealed. My mother stopped furiously writing in her notebook and stared at me.            “You want the pen?” she queried, waggling it back and forth between her thumb and index finger. I responded by stretchingContinue reading “Prescription of a Writer”