PoetryCarolyn on the First Real Day of Spring by Luke Evans
Carolyn on the First Real Day of Spring Colors of a waking city flash, reflect and turn blind eyes away. “I am that double rainbow,” she tells me, “fading and short-lived, soon…
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FictionLydia-F by Bruce Levine
Lydia-F The discovery of the TRAPPIST-1 solar system and seven planets 40 light years from earth re-ignited Bryce Danford’s desire to become an astronomer. Too poor to go to college full time…
PoetryHer Life by John Grey
Her Life She’s a teenage beauty in thrall to various males – so, when the important political announcement is made, she checks her cell phone again – when the Orca breaches the…
Art and PhotographyBetween the Leaves by Aubrey Buck
Between the Leaves
FeaturesThe Smoke (Break) by John Riebow
The Smoke (Break) The sun danced through the swaying branches of the Serviceberry trees as the two young women plopped themselves onto a green bench, pulling cigarette packs from their purses. They…
FeaturesR.I.P. Lucky Robert Pearlman by Brandon Jenkins
R.I.P. Lucky Robert Pearlman Robert Ian Pearlman was a statesman and prolific writer. He had spent the better part of forty-nine years telling stories of oppression, revenge, greed, dominance and ultimately, triumph.…
PoetryWandering Alone by Linda Sacco
Wandering Alone I wander through the zoo alone, surrounded by animals. Over the heads of a family, beside a pram, I hear, “Don’t go wandering off!” I watch tiger cubs clamour for…
FeaturesThe Nuisance-at-First by John Gabriel Adkins
The Nuisance-at-First Powerline Andy is voice-strong, and he hand-dangles from black cables about twenty-nine feet away, yelling at you. And you can’t get closer—Andy and his cables are always about-twenty-nine feet away,…
PoetryPaw Prints in a Concrete Sidewalk by David Pring-Mill
Paw Prints in a Concrete Sidewalk The sun has reached its winter zenith, with shadows long, with gentle, creeping light. As I trudge, there is something immensely satisfying, seeing animal paw prints…
FictionGypsy Moth Summer by Patricia Flaherty Pagan
Gypsy Moth Summer All I really heard was “accident” and “your brother.” The music vacuum had clued me in that something was wrong. There was no Carole King, no Don McLean, not…
PoetryBattlefield National Park by Becky Marietta
Battlefield National Park When my teenage son shouts at me that I am “worthless” as his father retreats hastily behind closed lids, feigning sleep, (perhaps because he agrees), I flee, climb into…
PoetryA Sip of You by Scott Hotaling
A Sip of You As I take a sip of wine that I hope will blind me from my sins, I notice a man drowning himself in scotch and ask him if…
FictionMy Savior by Alex Doe
My Savior When I flunked tenth grade for the third time, my parents gave up on me. They kicked my ass to the curb with suitcase in hand, and I don’t blame…
PoetryGravel Road by Mariell Stennes
Gravel Road The grumble of the engine, Louder as it comes towards me, Watching the neighbor boy, As he drives the old pickup, Down the gravel road, Down the dirt, And the…
PoetryParrot on Her Shoulder by Carol Hamilton
Parrot on Her Shoulder We are old now though we only spoke of it in laughing tones You swore you would sit on your porch and watch the world pass by a…
PoetryRituals by Carol Hamilton
Rituals They give our lives meaning we laughed to each other at sunset as we again raised the bear safe at timberline and suddenly realized no bear was likely at that altitude.…
FeaturesThe Start of Something by Mark Plummer
The Start of Something The last stains of night linger on the clifftops like an old bruise as Matt pulls the car into the layby. He cuts the engine and immediately there’s…
FictionThe Ruins by Alexandra Hinojosa
The Ruins Lucia’s eyes looked through the viewfinder at the green and blue contrast of the coast. The car window was rolled down. The wind tousled her hair. She stared, not daring…
PoetryHow to Eat Cherries by Ian Stuart
How to Eat Cherries In a summer garden languidly. Piled in a blue bowl, sun polishing their gloss; the name’s soft consonants springs water in your mouth. Don’t hold it by the…
PoetrySide Effects by Ian Stuart
Side Effects Danger! This course of action may seriously damage your health! There are reports of dizziness, a spinning sensation in the early stages. You may become restless and irritable. Weight loss…