By: Ryan Quinn Flanagan If There is Skin in Your Soup, You Are Probably Eating it Wrong I am on a diet.I will not eat anything for 40 million and one days.My head will hurt, but that just means it’s…
By: Mary Rohrer-Dann *We, who are still fortunate in all the many privileges of privilege. (with respect to Susan Sontag) Good Morning America and the too-aptly named Eleventh Hour bookend our days. We watch the stock market…
By: Simon Perchik *Hot milk, half with butterfliesand the cup helps you thinkwhat happened happened clearly letting her blouse open so one breastcooled before the other though youare 5 going on 5½, tugging a blanket from far away as nap…
By: Preston Chan I say proudly… Another person couldn’t say it.Just … couldn’t say it.The disdained fear embodied her visible complexion —Fear that wasn’t there just two moments ago. “It’s a hearing aid,”I’ll always say,Like the sound of a neglected,…
By: Fred Miller Part I: The Promised Land It was her supervisor at the hospital who had asked during an appraisal interview – did Angela enjoy bookkeeping? Well, why didn’t she consider an accounting degree from the local state university,…
By: Linda M Crate crows, waters, trees i have alwaysworked hard,learned the valueof it froma young age;disciplined and witha strong will power i wonder howsimilar or differentour lives wereshe who shared the same soul our names and livesare different,but we…
By: Joseph Hope Mystery The mystery of living takes a Sharp jab at our wits Loosly we hang all our lifes, trying to Learn how to live And at the end, like in the Beginning we still don’t have a…
By Abby Fortune I am not a mother. I have never carried a baby in my belly, nor have I brought life into this world. Aside from having pets that I do consider my babies, the closest I’ve ever been…
By: Bruce Levine Four days into the current cycle Brian asked himself if this was really what he wanted to do. It wasn’t that anything was very difficult and certainly within the framework of his expertise. But simply going through…
By: Alfredo Salvatore Arcilesi After seven days of intolerable confinement, Izzy decided that this foggy afternoon was the right time to free herself. And, if she could manage, Clara. She had been testing her crippled body since the morning darkness,…