Step Two by Julia Newman
Step Two by Julia Newman I wish I could sit down right here. Would that be so weird? In the
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Richard Edwards has a BFA in Creative Writing and Journalism from Bowling Green State University and an M.S. in Education from the University of Akron. Managing editor of Drunk Duck, poetry editor for Prairie Margins, reporter for Miscellany, Akron Journal, Lorain Journal, and The BG News. He has also worked as a professional writer and editor in the medical publishing industry for several years. For the last 15 years Richard has also taught literature and writing at the secondary and post-secondary levels. He works much of the time with at-risk students.
Turtle Dreams by Susan Dickman
Turtle Dreams ?by Susan Dickman She inhabited a different universe. Metaphorically stuffed cotton in her ears while others listened to
Continue readingThe Beating by K. Zeth Ozbirn
The Beating ?by K. Zeth Ozbirn ?He?s still down there,? the guard said as he turned to his sentry, their
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Josephine by Fritzroy Austin Sterling When Josephine strutted into Saturday Morning, the Sky King of both horizons parted the
Continue readingManufactured Greatness: By Joshua Carroll
She was standing in the rain. Unmoving, while the tiny drops spattered her blue dress. I watched her from the window. I wanted to walk out to her, tell her that she was the only thing in the world. No, she was holding me back. My feet were glued to the floor, petrified by the truth. The lights of the cab appeared down the street, her head didn?t move. Her shoes were white with spots of mud from the edge of the sidewalk and bits of grass clung to them desperately.
Continue readingUgly in Stereo by Stacie Adams
The woman whispered to our mother as she swung a greasy brown finger over our heads. ?God must hate you,? she added before wandering away. My mother?s tense white face stayed that way for the remainder of our shopping excursion. In bed that night Chloe asked me what the woman whispered to our mother in the store.
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The neighbors curled beneath their blankets, waited until the rhythm of anger from the flashing lights and thunder?s cursing abated, heard the first cry of an infant. The husband, an albularyo (folk healer) must have cut the umbilical cord and tied it into a knot. The wife exhausted from such strenuous labor, eyes now closed. The day had been unkind to her, the unbearable pain, brim of death.
Continue readingDay 9961 by Felix Ames Glas
In a room, a large living room, Duo sat, his head in his hand, blocking his eyes from the rays of a dying sun. Around him, Louis and Clark, the other tenants–cats–played. The cats were mock fighting, oblivious in feline bliss; meanwhile, Duo was breaking down, National Geographic-like, rapidly becoming an endangered specie. His mind it turned out was not impervious to pain, loneliness
Continue readingThe Tortoise and the Hare by Stephen Prime
The Tortoise and the Hare An Aesop Foible by Stephen Prime Once upon a time there was a tortoise
Continue readingNo Beauty Hovered Over Me by Jim Piper
No Beauty Hovered Over Me ?by Jim Piper I was texting Maria when I ran splat into a woman in
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