Abused Child and High Price – by Joni Caggiano

Abused Child Featured in Edge of Humanity for World Poetry Day March 21, 2024 ©️ January 2022 High Price also Published in Edge of Humanity (thank you Joelcy Kay) Five new pieces of poetry and prose by Joni in “After Rain Skies – The Global Anthology,” by Michelle Ayon Navajas Abused Child do not presume…

“Leaving the big four” live on masticadoresindia

Leaving the Big Four During the third year of school and living on the big four, I was divided into pieces by a swift sword, perching on my safety edge.  My brown eyes must have turned black as I heard mom’s words, but I was sure I was suffocating.  “Joy, honey, we are moving to…

To All My Readers, you are my family

  My big window parading all my friends so close by, yet no one tattled or told me today was the day they would die.  Yesterday, the sun was a bit worn-out, and some rain cried while wetting the earth, but still, I saw the new Creeping Jenny’s annual birth.  My eyes don’t work well…

Hidden in childhood – reading of God’s Grace

To purchase Hidden In Childhood, go to this link Amazon.  This book makes a precious gift to anyone with a family member who was abused or is still being abused.   For children raised by parents that provided a healthy and safe environment to grow up in, this book gives them an idea of what many…

My Short Story “Booze And Bobcats” Now On MasticadoresIndia

Anguish threw her vile smell around the house like a cat who sprays the coffee pot.  Strings of tension gave rise to erect hair follicles like they always did when something horrible was about to happen.  Mom and my little sister Rosa were nowhere to be found. Dad’s car was parked in the back of…

My new poem “Picnic and a Crow,” live on masticadores india

in the glee of a sapphire sky, the sun plays leapfrog with a cloudcake chinwags to cheese falling off the family’s tattered picnic tablelanding by hungry carpenter ants grateful to be done building a stable boys swerving on a swing sitting sideways long ago nailed to an oakwrestling, like a couple of bulls, a raven…

My new poem “gossip” now live on masticadoresIndia

Gossip sundry whispers flutter like silky snow bending, twisting around rapt ear perching amid folks ripe for evil Please go to MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ) to read the rest of this piece.  Follow and subscribe to MasticadoresIndia if you like great stories and poetry. I heard gossip explained this way to me a…

MY POEM “Lonely employment” live on edge of humanity

you ride your bike, crying down the hard dirt roadyour morning spent killing fliestheir price, a penny a carcasshanding me my money through the soul of their drunken hollowyou wonder, would they spend a penny for meI buy hot balls in a brown paper bag with my pennies To continue reading please visit EDGE OF…