THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY

The DPL is not political. We do not get into the nasty US vs Them arena of politics. However, we have been known to (in our own way) shine a light on the dark injustices of humanity, as we did in our piece, What’s going On?, published in June 2020, whereby we...

COP’S EYES 3

  The following is part three of a short story of mystery and imagination written by Stan Worthy. That question got me thinking…who was I, really? And how could I have gotten in so deep into this underworld, into this netherworld galaxy of gangsters....

ONE THOUSAND WORDS

THE DEPARTMENT OF POETIC LICENSE wants you to step out of your COMFORT ZONE for a little while. Join us on the quest. Join us as we push the envelope… Let’s realize our full potential. All we ever wanted is for you to excel, to not be confined to the...

THURSDAYS WITH ZHURI

  Sometime ago I discovered that I do my best writing when I let go. It seems like I do my best anything when I let go (including playing golf). In other words, most of the time things work out better when I don’t try too hard, don’t get too cerebral;...

THE NEED TO WRITE

What makes us want to write. Is it this deep down burning desire to put words on paper, string words together like an artist making a necklace, weaving words into a  beautiful tapestry, a gifting  and sharing our thoughts, hopes and dreams?  What makes some of us want...

WHAT’S GOING ON…

  ” WHAT’S GOING ON ” is a powerful and political song performed by the late singer Marvin Gaye. The lyrics of the song are inspired by violence and police brutality in America. One of the songs’s writers, singer and songwriter Renaldo...

THE EVIDENCE OF THINGS UNSEEN

The last few months have been challenging not only for me, my wife and family, but for all of us as we undergo this global pandemic. The coronavirus (COVID 19 ) . I underwent a sickness back in January just as we began hearing of the coronavirus, before we had any...

BUFFALOVIA

  Many years ago I wrote a short story of the same title, BUFFALOVIA, a warm, tropical paradise.  I can remember sitting in a  cafe along artsy Elmwood avenue enjoying the company of a latte. It was a cold winter day and I had those old mid winter Buffalo blues....

COP’S EYES 2

  Now, it was my turn to put my hands up like I was the criminal. I couldn’t believe what was happening. How could I be so gullible? A sucker blinded by a desperation to be loved. She played me like an instrument. DOE…RAY…ME… Yeah, she...

DOORS

 DOORS. Open doors, closed doors, automatic doors, revolving doors, garage doors, doors with handles, doors with knobs.  You probably already know by now that the DPL is going to attempt to weave some metaphorical screws into those doors. Put some handles and locks on...
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