AUGUST MORNING by Joan Colby Every morning early, the dog and I Walk to the front pasture. First: her ablutions, then the discourse Of obedience. The Sit. The Stay. Which she performs simply to exhibit Her mastery. Then half an... Continue Reading →
Rinse and Repeat by Rae Spencer My best ideas start In the shower In a luxury of lather and steam Where caked remnants of effort And tangled snarls of haste Loosen, dissolve in a waft Of lavender, vanilla, and musk... Continue Reading →
Rosalie by Ruth Bavetta Fifty years I worked the sewing machines. Kept on even after I married the salesman with the curly hair and wide smile. I was past marrying age by then and glad enough of him. The vacuum... Continue Reading →
August 15, 1952 at the Copa by Peter M. Gordon In black and white photos No one in my family ever smiled Except that night Shoulder to shoulder around table twenty-five Cigarettes smoldering Beaming at the camera Uncle Bernie, Aunt... Continue Reading →
The Torturous Path by Gary Beck Launched into the world without choice, a child doomed to visions, unaware of continuations. How fast playtime passed gnawed at by desires, no place for refuge, hurled into life’s commotion. Not warned of wanting... Continue Reading →
Apartment 6B by Deborah Hauser I ride an unfamiliar subway line downtown clutching a bakery box by the tense red and white string rehearsing how to greet her. 6B. I press the bell firmly. She buzzes sharply in reply. At... Continue Reading →
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