By: Lawrence Hur My sister’s bag was filled to the brim. I had to reach under her desk to reach for the candy. Her anger toward me was like a teacher scolding a bad student. The combination of chocolate and caramel…

By: Lawrence Hur The lights dimmed as the movie began. I reclined the seat as far as it could go. I saw the sadness in his eyes. He was salty like a plate of fries. I’m sorry I forgot to invite…

By: Kathleen Connolly Crystal glasses clink together as mom sets the patio table for tea. Her bones rub together and she is more skeleton than skin. It is August now, the third summer since Dad’s passing. She is seventy-eight and still…

By: Milt Montague It was the middle of World War 2. It was 1943, I had been drafted into the army, completed basic training and ended up in Brooklyn, New York at a small Catholic College just 15 minutes from…

By: Milt Montague This a true story about latkes and how such a simple item can play such an important role in life. Milt’s favorite food was potato latkes [pancakes] especially as they were fried to perfection by his mother,…

By: Milt Montague MIlt and Sivia decided to spend a few days in the sun and had just arrived in Miami Beach, Florida. It was winter in New York City but it was delightfully warm at The Beach. Soon after…

By: Miguel Carlos Lazarte Escaping never-endings I am left a story in half its wit When it returns, the pages scatter Numbers – in eye – by paragraphs Like a shroud encumbering The soul A comet, heavenly; floating Half-remembered characters It…

By: Yevgeniya Przhebelskaya A – Woman – Poet A woman wants to give and lead, A poet wants to write and read. For poet – peace and audience, For woman – love and sustenance. A poet is impulsive, free, A woman…

By: Mary Bone Oblivion Sharp pencils Blank pages Waiting for inspiration- I throw paint, Write words And they bounce Off the walls Into oblivion.   2. Diamonds in the Sky The diamonds that caught my eye, Weren’t found in a jewelry…

By: JD DeHart Welcome to the City, once called Salem, changed to Slam, a bit of scratching on the road sign. Maybe it’s a change in the atmosphere, more rays allowed through, but here people could do amazing feats. Just the…