“Broken” Featured Artist Joan Leotta
Synkroniciti is happy to welcome back poet Joan Leotta from North Carolina with “I Bet Some Thought It Was Broken,” a poem about friendship, time, and communication. So much in …
Synkroniciti is happy to welcome back poet Joan Leotta from North Carolina with “I Bet Some Thought It Was Broken,” a poem about friendship, time, and communication. So much in …
Synkroniciti is thrilled to welcome back English writer and poet Sara Collie, who first appeared in our Labyrinth issue (2:3), this time with an insightful and moving memoir essay, “Remembering …
I wish this for you: to find the people you belong with, the ones who will see your pain, companion you, hold you close, even as the heavy lifting of …
You may not remember the time you let me go first. Or the time you dropped back to tell me it wasn’t that far to go. Or the time …
In response to the Covid-19 outbreak around the globe, Synkroniciti will be posting a video of a poem every day for forty days. If you would like to participate, please …
I don’t know when we’ll see each other again or what the world will be like when we do. We may both have seen many horrible things. But I will …
No person can open another person; all we can do is wait. And then work with the openness when it occurs. ―Peter Høeg, The Quiet Girl Image: an act of kindness …
We sit and talk, quietly, with long lapses of silence and I am aware of the stream that has no language, coursing beneath the quiet heaven of your eyes which …
The soul grows into lovely habits as easily as into ugly ones, and the moment a life begins to blossom into beautiful words and deeds, that moment a new standard …
Family is family, and is not determined by marriage certificates, divorce papers, and adoption documents. Families are made in the heart. The only time family becomes null is when those …