“Patterns” Featured Artist Lissa Staples
Synkroniciti is thrilled to welcome back Lissa Staples of Colorado with “Snow,” a masterful flash memoir/prose poem which we nominated for a Pushcart Prize. It recalls a vocal recital she …
“Belonging” Featured Artist Robert Gillespie
Synkroniciti is thrilled to welcome visual artist (and composer), Robert Gillespie from Derry, Northern Ireland, residing in London. We present his powerful Ainriochtán photo series, which also incorporates assemblage and costuming. …
Quote for Today: Eugene O’Neill
The fog was where I wanted to be. Halfway down the path you can’t see this house. You’d never know it was here. Or any of the other places down …
Quote for Today: Jeanette Winterson
And extremes—whether of dullness or fury—successfully prevent feeling. I know our feelings can be so unbearable that we employ ingenious strategies—unconscious strategies—to keep those feelings away. We do a …
Quote for Today: Troy Denning
He stands alone in hollow gloom, with the sound of his own breath whispering down unseen passages ahead and behind and to both sides, wondering how he stumbled into this …
Quote for Today: Jeanette LeBlanc
hold still. stay there. tease back the layers. you are in the space between your comfort zone and infinity. you want to hide. not be seen. not be open. not …
Quote for Today: Lindsay Hill
And he came to understand that the burial of the broken wasn’t eccentric — this was what people did every day, stuffing their brokenness down, pushing it down, smoothing the …
Quote for Today: Suzanne Palmieri-Hayes
A game like sardines is scary, not so much for the hider but for the seekers. It’s scary because you lose your companions and the whole world creeps up quiet …
Quote for Today: Shel Silverstein
Masks She had blue skin, And so did he. He kept it hid And so did she. They searched for blue Their whole life through, Then passed right by- And …
Quote for Today: George Crabbe
There anchoring, Peter chose from man to hide, There hang his head, and view the lazy tide In its hot slimy channel slowly glide; Where the small eels that left …