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by Mark Antony Rossi “I told you so, “is the poor man’s refrain to history repeats itself when we fail to heed its cruel lessons. Again, we are saddled with another weak American president, just like Obama and Carter before Biden, their weakness invites chaos from grade C world actors […]
by Mark Antony Rossi Violence was never about power. I could care less about control. Rather it was the saddest of understandings that force played a role in righting wrongs. Evil usually weighs words on truer scales and calls out results. This test of intention is older than recorded time. […]
by Mark Antony Rossi I completed my semi-autobiographical fiction collection “Something Happens When We Die” and I began wondering the cost of the violence I became a part of during the Cold War days of West Germany. The women I slept with just to help me through the night. The […]
by Mark Antony Rossi The act of writing short fiction is not a sunny stroll down nostalgia lane. It’s more akin to the creative modification of truth to make a dramatic point. Despite puritanical criticism, I am steadfast in my conviction that straying from the sequentiality of reality is not […]
by Mark Antony Rossi The World looks to America not because we boast about Freedom, but practice it with heart and good cheer. These two qualities are missing today upon learning more young soldiers have died for a land (Afghanistan) that was never interested in freedom in the first place. […]
by Mark Antony Rossi Songs claim love can repair the chasm between distant strangers. Churches say our imperfect nature, damaged since creation, is a millstone around the neck of humanity. In politics, they promise you the moon but at the steepest price of the stars. Continued drink drives the demons […]
by Mark Antony Rossi I love cats. So much that if I were in the Pharaoh’s court during the glory of ancient Egypt I would have hidden the cats to protect them from the priests who were required to kill and mummify them for the journey into the afterlife. If […]
by Mark Antony Rossi Why does progress take so long? Progress on any front is often held up by a part of the world keen on playing it safe, a part of the world afraid of change, and a part of the world that simply does not care. Which group […]
by Mark Antony Rossi I begin the process by excavating jagged pieces of memory from the dark cavern of the mind. It demands a healthy measure of strength to string together fragments of the deep past. Images and meanings do not easily surrender and require determined patience. The search for […]