“Patterns” Featured Artist Ira Schaeffer
Synkroniciti is excited to welcome poet and writer Ira Schaeffer of Rhode Island with a creative flash memoir piece, “This Is Where We Came In.” The story starts with a …
Synkroniciti is excited to welcome poet and writer Ira Schaeffer of Rhode Island with a creative flash memoir piece, “This Is Where We Came In.” The story starts with a …
Synkroniciti is thrilled to welcome poet and writer Catherine Harnett, currently based in Virginia, with a captivating flash fiction/ poem hybrid, “Moon Circle,” exploring the connections between femininity and the …
Synkroniciti is thrilled to welcome writer and poet Craig Czury of Pennsylvania with “Dreamsong with Monster,” an intriguing and whimsical analysis of a nightmare which rides the edge between flash …
Synkroniciti is honored to welcome back Ukrainian photographer and writer Viktoriia Sorochuk for the fourth and final installment of a series of photo essays exploring her displacement from her homeland …
Synkroniciti is delighted to welcome writer, poet and visual artist Gabriela Manolova from Sofia, Bulgaria, with “sounds like home,” a poem about finding love and belonging. It describes an idealized …
Synkroniciti is delighted to welcome back Canadian poet and photographer Katharine Weinmann with two heartfelt elegiac poems. “Trilogy of Loss, and Love for Annie” memorializes her beloved dog who passed …
Synkroniciti is delighted to award the prize for our “Space” flash fiction contest to Jonathan Yungkans for his story “Those Who Paint the Heavenly Porch, ” an atmospheric piece hinting …
For need can blossom into all the compensation it requires. To crave and to have are as like as a thing and its shadow. For when does a berry break …
It sets one dreaming—to interchange thoughts with beings whose thinking had an organic background wholly different from ours (other senses, other appetites), to be unenviously humbled by intellects possibly superior …
Musicians do not get on stage without hearing the song singing inside of them. Poets do not write as if they are jotting down a sermon, they see everything in …
