My primal wound, Gushes out like a maddened volcano. Spilling and spewing forth red-hot lava Like blood down the sides of it’s own mountaintop. From far away, What a wondrous, miraculous sight to behold! Such awesome manifesto of heart’s inner core. My life's desire...

What does it mean when Hostel becomes the new mainstream, when what is essentially a slasher film unseats two relatively innocuous crowd pleasers like King Kong and The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe as the top-grossing movie in the land? Those were the first...

apparently i am more of a romantic than i thought. i mean in the context of romantic versus realist, or cynic, and how i perceive the world. i am concerned with purpose and journeys, quests and questions of life. too bad for me having integrity means i will ask the...

i struggle to rise out of bed; to step forward into the morass and bilge water of life. i feel as if i am tossed about without direction or purpose. i have no stars to chart any course with; and so i drift. as i drift i see other boats motoring around all over the...

“Robin Mathews is a fighter poet, aggressive in his defense of human rights, expressing his nationalist vision with enough feeling to slash like a razor.” —Montreal Gazette Arguments about U.S. torture rage in Canada and elsewhere, especially elsewhere in the West....