Expectations Featured Artist John Grey
Synkroniciti is delighted to welcome poet and writer John Grey with “Jack, the Un-Giant Killer,” a fascinating meditation on how time and age erode the grand expectations of our childhood, …
Synkroniciti is delighted to welcome poet and writer John Grey with “Jack, the Un-Giant Killer,” a fascinating meditation on how time and age erode the grand expectations of our childhood, …
Synkroniciti is excited to welcome Canadian poet Angela Waldie, the winner of our “Recovery” Poetry Contest, with three stunning poems about humanity and nature. Sometimes we forget that humans are …
Synkroniciti is thrilled to welcome Californian writer Dana Wall with “The Language of Limestone,” which won our “Identity” flash fiction contest. A mother, also a scientist, searches for her daughter, …
Synkroniciti is pleased to welcome poet and writer Rachel A. Levine from New York with “The Soprano Listener,” a poem about her mother growing up in the early Twentieth century. …
That’s how it begins, making a film, writing a book, painting a picture, composing a tune, generally creating something. You have a wish. You wish that something might exist, and …
No one can deny the persisting continuities of long traditions, sustained habitations, national languages, and cultural geographies, but there seems no reason except fear and prejudice to keep insisting on …
I hope you have thought of an experience from your childhood. Something you can remember clearly, something you can see, feel, maybe even smell, as if you were really …
Synkroniciti is so pleased to welcome back writer and poet Catherine Vance, another wonderful local Houstonian featured in our new issue, “Transcend.” Three of her vibrant and powerful poems grace …
Artists are often told to work from experience, to relate what we know. There is more to knowledge and experience than physical reality, however. When it comes to inspiration, the …
Why are we worn out? Why do we, who start out so passionate, brave, noble, believing, become totally bankrupt by the age of thirty or thirty-five? Why is it that …
