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Never Cry Woolf

By: Jane Collins-Philippe The water level was high, the current strong. The familiar blue-grey ribbon tumbled wildly as it worked its way to wherever it is that rivers go. Leafy silence was interrupted only by the chirping of birds and…

Poem: Loneliness

By: Woody Fran She wants so desperately to love And to be loved A love more powerful than the word itself The type only portrayed in movies She wants once again to trust As a newborn clings to its mother…

Miss Directions

By: Gary Zenker It’s the same argument every time the two of them are in the car together with me. “Don’t listen to her, she’s telling you the long way. Turn left here and then go straight,” my wife commands….

The Generous Tip

By Robert Feinstein Back in the seventies, I used to drive a cab on Sundays. It was tough work and I was grateful that hacking, which in those days had nothing to do with computers, was not my full-time job….

Science Fiction Haiku and Tanka

By: Denny E. Marshall Science Fiction Haiku black hole each a galaxy black hole deep space probe survives long enough to find got the color wrong all the things you did last month, alien watching on T.V. tonight aliens assure…

Retirement

By: David Desiderio My wife came home from work early and took me by surprise with the question, “Who were you talking to?” Charlie and I usually held court at the kitchen table where I was sure to hear the…

Before, in the Beginning

By: ZT Wiser I watched her sitting quietly at the patio table as her company chattered away. The conversation focused on who had been wearing who, and which party had been the most decadent the night before. They erupted into…