Tony Walton lives in the Cayman Islands and has been published most recently in Whisperings Mountain Tales Press and Burningword Literary Journal. His website is http://tonywalton.blogspot.com/.
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by Tony Walton “The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.” Coco Chanel Childrens’s crayons, a clustered pack, little desks in tidy rows, conforming to the lines. Lines drawn for them by others – don’t they know? “He followed orders to a Tee,” is no Epitaph for me. Spirit crushed … Continue reading Coloring inside the lines
by Tony Walton I swill from the bottle of wine and with quiet eyes watch the waves soften before me. It is that serene hour, after the stars have packed up those clouds – damn! – such a delving day – exhaling me with an exhaustive sigh, but now the red burn sun bows … Continue reading Drinking red wine on the beach this night
by Tony Walton There are delving days when the ink blue sea whispers to me in a sexy voice, “Come over here boy, and give me a kiss.” “Hell no girl! I am not easy like that! Anyway, I have too much to do.” I want to get cashy and swagger with America, drunk … Continue reading Punching the Moon
by Tony Walton There are no disagreements as we drive along, encased safely in the car, a road split by the center line. Practiced vowels, consonants and syllables roll predictably with the hum of tires. Each topic measured as the roadside poles, the conversation’s selected tone mirrors the ca-thump ca-thump ca-thump of the the paved … Continue reading A couple on a Sunday drive
by Tony Walton There has been an empty space to the left of her for some time. All that remains is an indentation. Those who slept on that side were kind, some she will not forget, others are forgotten. Some stayed for just one night faithless arms and legs entwined, others for years and … Continue reading Indentation in the Female Psyche