Sylvia Shawcross Now, I was reading something about how anybody who questions things as they are is labelled crazy, aka a conspiracy theorist, and the writer likened that craziness...

Sylvia Shawcross “Oh you better watch out. You better not cry. You better not pout. I’m telling you why—Santa Klaus is coming to town.” John Frederick Coots and Haven...

Sylvia Shawcross We didn’t go here before did we? Come with me now. It’s a sunny spring day. You could wear a sweater if you like which you might...

Sylvia Shawcross The rains of November are cold but the snows of November are colder. It is said that an entire generation of young men from the Ukraine are...

Sylvia Shawcross In late autumn here in the Northern Hemisphere when the wind picks up it is as if the forests themselves are trembling with impending cold. The mostly...

Sylvia Shawcross There is a kind of dark twisted amusement that strikes me sometimes. I don’t know about you. Oh I know. There is not a dang thing funny...

Sylvia Shawcross Anyways…. I was thinking about history again. I’m thinking maybe “they” are right. The ones who live in a perpetual future and only spend their present tearing...

Sylvia Shawcross The Canada geese are honking now in great swathes in the sky riding currents to where the water will not freeze over and there are bits of...

Sylvia Shawcross Oh, the changing definitions of words we’re being subjected to these days. It boggles the best of minds. Ukrainian refugees are now Ukrainian draft dodgers. Vaccines e.g....

Sylvia Shawcross Okay. The important thing is not to panic. It’s all going to be fine. We of the world may be going down in blazes not of glory...

Sylvia Shawcross So I’m looking at the watermelon and thinking about the world we live in. It’s one of those small happy watermelons all round and conveniently small. It...

Sylvia Shawcross The foolish-hearted people exist in this world more than we really know. The foolish-hearted people do foolish-hearted things because their heart has its own language and sense...

Sylvia Shawcross Come with me now down this path. It is a path soft with the fallen frailties of the forest, rusted leaves and bits of seeds and twisted...

Sylvia Shawcross We are human beings. We are brilliant, superior adaptive creatures who have roamed about the planet for a good long time; eating, drinking and evolving to the...

Sylvia Shawcross Well its enough to drive you around the bend and put bubbles in your veins trying to understand the world as it is unfolding. Watching Mattias Desmet...

Sylvia Shawcross In a stream of consciousness world there are no paddles for your boat. There will come a time when you’re sitting in a smoke-filled place from the...

Sylvia Shawcross Well it is possible to be optimistic about the future really. I know that’s a ridiculous statement but truly, if we look at the span of time...

Sylvia Shawcross I hesitated to write this piece for two reasons: I’m not a member of the 2SLGBTQI* community and therefore do not know the experience and most importantly...

Sylvia Shawcross It is the first time the crows did not come in the morning. Under the red sun and yellow skies. In the forty years I have been...

Sylvia Shawcross I am living out my days in what once was a forested community but now a growing suburbia of machines and city noise. It is and was...