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Saved enough.

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by Diana Morley.

 

Am I frugal? As in do I not buy lattes
wasting my earnings, my savings?

 Of course! So frugal I make coffee
only once a day, half a scoop,
several drops of lowfat milk

 so frugal, though widowed,
I let only a few tears fall any one day
to save some for those with none left

 I write only one poem a day
to leave plenty for other poets

so frugal now, decades old,
I’ve saved enough loving memories
to hold me through all that lies ahead.

 

The Longest Day.

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by Marissa Bell Toffoli.   Light dwindles, your smile brightens. You should be in bed, instead we’re running through the grass. A wild breeze kicks up. Cotton candy clouds witness our spinning games and laughter. I want to keep us in this togetherness that fills me up so there’s no room left for worries (words […]

An Accountant’s Ecstatic Truth.

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by Justin Wacker. “But what about the ethics of that?” I say and my hand slaps on the desk but just as fast as it hits the cherry wood surface, I draw my arm back into my chest, trying to hide what just happened. He looks at me as if I have just set his […]

Light Beyond the Loneliness.

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by David D. Horowitz. Daylight complements, not opposes, nighttime. Typically regarded as a symbol of hope, understanding, and open-minded exchange, daylight implies idealistic aspiration. Nighttime, by contrast, suggests mystery, illicit desire, and lurking capacity for violence. Yet, nighttime also suggests rest, sleep, and refreshing retreat from excessive worldly attachment. It can suggest serene silence, not […]

Thoughts and Scales.

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by Galen T. Pickett. “This is tragic, sure. But jeeze! Can’t we agree we should be working toward healing and closure? By now, we all have plenty of experience with the aftermath of these idiots offering their ‘thoughts and prayers’. Zealots in our society are hell-bent on bringing us to the very brink of a […]

Small and Hollow Men: Stories of Failed Redemption.

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by Edward St. Boniface. Mood of the latest welcoming party at Hadesbridge County had something distinctly wrong about it. Atmosphere at the beachfront bungalow was surrealistic, almost. The man’s name was Kitchener apparently, and he had moved into the newly built home only last week. Those at the fringes talked over-loudly about various subjects that […]

The Great Tribulation.

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by Matias Travieso-Diaz. And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals, and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four beasts saying, Come and see.  Revelation 6:1 The Great Tribulation came upon the world swiftly and proceeded in overlapping phases that went on for many years. As […]

The Impressionist Period and Beyond.

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by Bruce E.R. Thompson. There is a period of our cultural history that has fallen through the cracks, and I believe it deserves our attention. Carving the history of culture into “periods” is a dicey enterprise; but, like the strata in rocks, cultural history does have discernible layers, and it can sometimes be very illuminating […]

A Note to Future Ovids.

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by Charles S. Kraszewski. My father said, When I die I’d like to come back as a hawk turning gyres high on the thermals of the summer air. What a way for a Catholic to talk. My Dad? Metempsychosis? Go figure. But, playing along, as for me, I’d dare aspire (no offence intended to any […]

Corso Umberto.

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by Charles S. Kraszewski.   Every morning at 8:15 they pack themselves into the red sardine can number 122 with their rafts plastic soccer balls beach umbrellas folding boards with cheap sunglasses and their own black bodies to doze all the way to Fontane Bianche. There, they’ll wander up and down the beach with inflatable […]