By: Dennis Vannatta Gus Penders had been born and raised and at the age of fifty-nine still lived in the Belle Harbor section of Queens, New York, but he felt set apart from other natives of the area due to…
By: Rina Olsen The laptop shut with a curt clack. He leaned back and ran a hand through his hair, pushing a sigh out from puckered lips. His hand curled around the tiny chocolate box, which screamed can you find…
By: J. Ross Archer Tommy Stone, a fourth grader with a deformed leg, watches his colleagues playing softball. The resident bully, Clyde Bedingfield, walks by Tommy, bumping him with a knee and sending him sprawling. Tommye is slow getting up,…
By Patty Somlo Sarah Miles leaned against the white metal railing, as the ship made its way along the coast. White houses topped with red-tiled roofs spilled down the lush green hillside, not letting go of an early-morning pastel pink…
By: Tom Ball Michael C. was a brilliant interior decorator who was in demand. He preferred to do the modern style which involved sexual paintings and plush interiors in black and white. But he also liked the elite style…
By: Ethan Goffman If I drive the ball hard into the backhand corner that’s his weakness. It’s working—he’s not that athletic. Can’t hit while on the move. Also not that bright—not able to figure out how to defend the corner….
By: Bruce Levine Avery laughed. It was a bitter laugh. He’d been through it before, many times in fact. And each time it had gotten harder. Losing a bid at an auction happened, but this one hurt more than…
By: Elaine Lennon Abyssinian Baptist Church, Harlem, NYC. The oldest congregation of African Americans there is in New York State. My sanctuary! My saviour! I live in faith, hope and light. And love! Love! Anvil, The. New York’s prime gay…
By David Conte He arrived at Berlin’s Tegel airport at eleven in the morning on a Saturday. The American Tourist suitcase by his side, the previous year’s Christmas gift from his mother, was bursting at the seams. Standing there, slumped,…
By: Peter Wakefield Kitcher 22 November 2003 Sir, As my wife and I had been assigned as “Spectators” to the last National Ceremony, I have been asked to give an account of the proceedings. I have interviewed many of those…