FictionJax and Alma By Carol Jones
Jax saw Alma’s head resting on her arm, flat on the cool surface of her desk. Her hair covered her face and spilled over the edge like a soft black waterfall. She…
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FictionJax saw Alma’s head resting on her arm, flat on the cool surface of her desk. Her hair covered her face and spilled over the edge like a soft black waterfall. She…
Nonfiction—I was sure of that. But what did she know? I was only ten, and I knew very little. She lived a train and bus ride from Grand Central Station, in Lake…
PoetryMaybe there are two of you and you have yet to separate or you’re disoriented, morally opposed to gravity and gender neutral in a unitard and showing evidence of neither pin nor…
PoetryDesperately semaphoring from the shore I wave & call your name Samuel stomp like a lunatic down the beach tromple striped beach towels & children’s shovels kick over plastic buckets crush elaborate…
Poetryascending from the depths of sleeping before new dawn lifts the curtain of darkness a thrill of returning memory weaves dream amnesia into the fabric of contentment perfectly poached egg nestled in…
PoetryIn an exhausted room darkness oozes from corners to gather around my chair A candle swallows itself to an ebb of glowing wick wisping its spirit A strange woman enters my room…
NonfictionThere are defining moments in our lives, some are monumental, others tainted in hues of insignificance, but nonetheless memorable. As a lifelong marathon runner, many of my defining moments have materialized on…
Fiction1 It was the night of the Democratic primary in 1970. We were delirious! Bella Abzug had just wrested the Congressional seat from Leonard Farbstein, a political hack. The honorable Congressman claimed…
FictionThe November moon was high overhead, making the treetops and field look silver. I went out to see the moon glow on my skin and found a moth struggling to build a…
Living WellBow-tie pasta (farfalle) is great in dishes with intense fragrances and flavors. It really holds on to the delicious, creamy sauce in this entree. Ingredients: 4 ounces smoked salmon, torn into pieces…
Living WellWhat some call a 17-year problem, we call delicious! For best results, catch ‘em while they’re fresh out of the ground. They will be easier to catch and more tender! 1 lb…
ArticlesQuibids.com The Real Story – An Investigatory Review of Quibids.com and Its Practices Qibids.com is a business involved in “Penny Auctions”. This appears to be a form of online gambling thinly disguised…
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FictionDetour “Did you bring the baby’s bottle?” “Of course I did. Did you put the diapers in the trunk?” “We can always buy diapers.” “You mean to say we have no diapers…
FictionDredging “They’re draining Jackson Pond,” my wife says, and I almost spray my Fruit Loops. She just keeps rolling like it doesn’t matter, rinsing her breakfast dishes and slipping them into the…
FictionDelaney’s Pansies Delaney had spent his entire life trying to make the world a more beautiful place. And he’d done it—modestly perhaps, but he’d done it. His pansies glorified his yard and…
PoetryI Shake My Head because when I ask her what the emergency is, she tells me her 11 year old son won’t go to school. I want to shout at the woman…
FictionEmerging Adulthood Old Age Frightens Me During the last few years of his life, Grandad used to write down the time and events of each day. At 2:15, the mail was delivered,…
NonfictionPolaroid Umbrella A pink candle perfectly centered atop a birthday cake, a cake my mother baked on a scorching summer afternoon in late August, 1965. It was my favorite cake, chocolate, lathered…