Spin by Kay Robertson Incoming tides crash on battered shore, determined waves splinter sunlight, shadows tremble. What was visible moments ago becomes obscured by murky cross-currents. In politics, veracity resides in the depths, at the mercy of slippery facts. Kay... Continue Reading →
The Grief of Atalanta (For Kris N.) By Diane Elayne Dees Daughter of hunters, Atalanta knows survival. Daughter of bears, Atalanta knows hibernation. Daughter of man and woman, Atalanta knows expectations. Sister of many, Atlanta knows abandonment. Born to run,... Continue Reading →
Constant Reflection After reading Daniel Simko’s “Departures” by Isabalino Anastasio Guzman I enter you as an angel enters a scythe. I find nothing. The room has been replaced with a desert of glass, some mirror fragments, and a slash of... Continue Reading →
THE BOY WITH A FEATHER by Byron Beynon The boy has found a feather to play with, a new toy for imagination's threshold, he is introduced to science, gravity captured before the fall sticks to memory, bold and clear in... Continue Reading →
Passing on Grace by George Bishop The word and the act at dinner became unclear— the goodwill of allowing everyone equal portions seemed more meaty, the secret recipe of something- battered fish closer to the prayer we all prayed differently.... Continue Reading →
The Recital By Diane Elayne Dees You danced on the patio, bending to shadows sprawled on the lawn by apple trees gleaming gold in the New England dusk. The second movement of The New World Symphony coaxed Duncanesque grace from... Continue Reading →
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