Poetic Reflections: retrospect

If people could save all of the time in a bottle that they spend in retrospect . . . clinging to what was or what could have been instead of looking forward to life, moving on . . .

Horrendus

A demonic entity will return at Midnight on All Hallows’ Eve to claim the lives of a child from each family. A young woman scoffs at the legend and invokes the monster’s rage.

Next Door

Have you ever wondered about your neighbors? A teen learns the terrible truth about the house next door in this comically chilling Halloween frightfest. Home alone on All Hallows Eve . . .

Nuance

A humorously poignant Cinderfella tale about a spooky carnival and a misfit who discovers the truth behind his sorry circumstances. A young man feels trapped in a family . . .

Beyond The Stump

The dark harrowing tale of a young woman who must assume her mother's role of Gatekeeper. A crippled woman’s life changes over decades of inhabiting and guarding tainted soil . . .

A World Of Words

A WORLD OF WORDS is a unique collection of verse penned by a broad range of poets who do not exist, except in the mind and imagination of Rafael Lopez . . .

Cereal Box Surprise

A ninety-eight-pound weakling orders cereal hyped by a once-famous athlete. During the mayhem that ensues, he discovers heroes aren't always what they seem. And the prize at the bottom . . .

Monstrosities

A weird boy becomes very twisted while growing up and conducts Frankensteinish experiments on those around him. Chills, suspense, obsession and dark humor await in this novelette by Lori R. Lopez.

Poetic Reflections: Holey cow!

What if, instead of holy, cows were holey? If the black spots on the average dairy breed were empty spaces rather than splotches? Where might the rest of the cow be?

The Lycaning

This is not your traditional wolfman tale. An inventive and original take on a horror classic, THE LYCANING creates a new breed of the monster and a society transformed by a Werewolf Apocalypse.

The Wraith

A woman becomes intrigued by a brooding figure in one of her poems in this short story from Lori R. Lopez, author of The Dark Mister Snark, Odds And Ends . . .

An Ill Wind Blows

The witty novel AN ILL WIND BLOWS whisks you inside the belly of a storm who would be king. There an oddball bunch of nutty characters encounter a nonstop marathon of the bizarre . . .

Poetic Reflections: the little things

We have all heard it said that “the little things” mean a lot, “the little things” are most important, and when we are in a thankful mood we should appreciate “the little things”.

Poetic Reflections: reverie

Have you ever dreamed while standing up? How about while standing down? And how do you know that you aren’t dreaming this very instant? You could just think you’re reading this.

Poetic Reflections: Nothing!

That is the answer. So what is the question? What’s on my mind? I think not. There is generally some absurd notion or other ping-ponging in my head . . .

Poetic Reflections: happy endings

Reality check: Life is not a fairytale in case you weren’t aware, and it isn’t always fair. Sometimes it ends badly. Sometimes it begins badly. Sometimes the middle goes from bad to worse.

Poetic Reflections: intricacies

Shivering at my desk from cold that cannot be warmed by four sweaters, one of which is pretty thick, I must compose a series of words that say a great deal . . .

Poetic Reflections: the years

Being an optimist (except when my paranoid paradoxic pessimistic side kicks in), I am starting this year determined to accomplish great things. That is generally how I start any year . . .

Poetic Reflections: tanks

I meant to write about “thanks”. And the opposite. How ungrateful we humans have been to Mother Earth. How uncivilized civilizations have been toward other civilizations. How backwards . . .

Keep The Heart Of A Child

A humorous and serious collection of poems, prose and song lyrics by Lori R. Lopez, author of CHOCOLATE-COVERED EYES, AN ILL WIND BLOWS and more. Based on her "Poetic Reflections" column . . .

Poetic Reflections: treedom

This is my twelfth and final poetry column. I shall miss these monthly maunderings. But will my voice be missed? It seems I have developed such a small and furtive following . . .

Poetic Reflections: trust

There are lighter topics I could choose, yet I find myself able only to speak from the heart. A heart that beats too loud, too strong, too fast at times.

Poetic Reflections: existentialism

Well, what about it? you might ask. I'm getting to that; hang onto your berets! Oh yes, I’m the poet. Hang onto your chins then . . . Philosophically, "Existentialism" relates to free will.

Poetic Reflections: punderances

Like the question about a tree falling in the forest, I wanted to see if I failed to post this monthly column whether it would be missed.