Featured Artist: Jonathan Fletcher
Synkroniciti is excited to welcome poet Jonathan Fletcher, a fresh new voice with promise. We feature two of his poems, “Cub” and “The Amazons,” which are both about his mother–he …
Featured Artist: Mary Pacifico Curtis
Synkroniciti is excited to welcome back poet and writer Mary Pacifico Curtis with two contrasting poems. The first, “Another Day of Infamy,” is an acerbic indictment of the late Todd …
Featured Artist: Lucia Huňady
Synkroniciti is excited to welcome back poet and artist Lucia Huňady with two poems and four portraits. “Calling for Humanity” is a Friday morning wake-up call to break the human …
“Wildflowers” by Courtney O’Banion Smith Wins Synkroniciti’s First Poetry Contest
The winner of Synkroniciti’s first poetry contest–and it was a VERY competitive field–is “Wildflowers” by Courtney O’Banion Smith of Houston, Texas, USA, which tells the story of a …
Quote for Today: Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. …
Quote for Today: Susan Griffin
He says that woman speaks with nature. That she hears voices from under the earth. That wind blows in her ears and trees whisper to her. That the dead sing …
Quote for Today: Margaret Atwood
The structure of the house was hierarchical, with my grandfather at the top, but its secret life – the life of pie crusts, clean sheets, the box of rags in …
Quote for Today: Molly Ivins
Margaret Atwood, the Canadian novelist, once asked a group of women at a university why they felt threatened by men. The women said they were afraid of being beaten, raped, …
The Mystery of Gender: Robina Asti and Flying Solo
Gender identity is more complicated than society likes to admit. Does it remain a valid means of classifying human beings? “I’m sorry, but I do hate this differentiation between the …
Quote for Today: Catherynne M. Valente
I see you go bare-shod. This is most likely extremely sensible. Shoes are no end of trouble for girls. . . . How many have danced to death in slippers …