By: Kenneth M. Kapp Hype for the fight started six months out. Tom B. Topus and Will T. Snod were in the top ten of heavyweights. Both had impressive records, winning more than 70% of their fights by knockouts. People…
By: William Kitcher The February night was cold, windy, damp, and slushy. The plows hadn’t completely cleared the roads and the near-freezing temperature kept everything in a state of flux. The girl passed by the front of the subway station…
By: Carl Papa Palmer I point at her Mommyand say she’s my MommyShe hugs Mommy and saysNo she’s my MommyI lub you Mommy I point at her GiGiand say she’s my GiGiShe hugs GiGi and saysNo she’s my GiGiI lub…
By James Aitchison Think of American pop music and Nashville springs to mind. Or that iconic circular Capitol Records building in Los Angeles. Originally, though, New York was the undisputed home of American music. Before records, phonographs and radio, the…
By: Bruce Levine Gabi was snoring. It was one of her three favorite things. Not snoring specifically but sleeping. Snoring, it seemed, at least for Gabi, was a side-effect of sleeping. Actually, it might also be a fringe benefit, but…
By: J. L. Lewis You cannot love in vainfor love itself is its own rewardand loses not its worthat the moment of partingor in the cold embrace of rejection.Love marks not the passage of timebut awaits the final hourand endures…
By: Karlo Sevilla Ephemeral Blessings Dusk, and on the sand we stand quite far apart.Beyond, the sea unfurls towards us, wave after wave. I’m a hundred steps behind youas you likewise face the drowning sun.You, ankle-deep in saline water, wind-blown…
By: Erik Priedkalns James brought home the Little Red Popcorn Maker years ago. It looks like one of those carnival fortune teller booths. It has big, round, wood spoke wheels, and golden tow arms. I could see why he…
By: Richard LeDue Written While Vivaldi Reminds Me I’m Tone Deaf Most would rather complainthan realize a strengthdoesn’t make you strongand a weakness isn’twhat makes you weak,but what matters the mostis how you use themto create your own music. Rejoice…
By David Sapp Catechism We were Catholic simply because Dad grew up Catholic and remained so because President Kennedy was Catholic. We rarely missed Sunday mass at Saint Vincent de Paul, the limestone Neo-Romanesque church surrounded by a black wrought-iron…