By Dan Brooks My olfactory senses have never been great. The running joke in our house is that when people talk about hints of spices in the nose of a wine, or a particular herb in a sauce, I shrug…
By: Sandra L Todd I really wanted this job! I kept calling back and checking on my resume. They told me they needed to check out my references. I waited a couple of days and called back. I emailed and…
By: John Drudge The Quarter Their love was secure As he walked From the couch To the kitchen And when she looked up And smiled at him While she worked On a puzzle at the table He felt it He…
By: Dr. Niranjan Hiranandani Across India, water scarcity amidst fast rising urbanization is a common factor. Residents of India’s sixth largest city, Chennai, face the challenge of water crisis which has been made worse this year after drought which followed…
By: Kathleen Renk Working for God is never easy. I made my vows years ago, after being abandoned here at St. Brigid’s. The Laundry washed away my sin but I had nowhere to go so I started working for God….
By Bernie Silver Henry Parsons had never read Norman Vincent Peale or any of his countless successors, yet he believed in the power of positive thinking, having concluded on his own that attitude spelled the difference between winners and losers….
By: Lola Stansbury-Jones We see death when we see crows. And so the murder gathers, with the break of dawn’s light. I wake with the crows, little winged messengers with coats as black as spilt ink. With what news do…
By: Alan Berger She grew up aware of the process of slaughter. She heard it. She saw saw it, she smelled it, she ate it. That is how it turns up down on the farm. This little big 10-year-old girl…
By: Mark Kodama Our new neighbors Bill and Charlotte had a son Nathan’s age and we were eager to find a playmate for our three-year-old son. My wife and I had met them at an open house. He was a…
By: Annapurani Vaidyanathan In the library this morning, when I was picking up the books I had dropped while standing in the queue. I thought I saw your hazel eyes look up for a tick from the pile of newspapers…