Summer 2016: I Want the World.

by John Grey.

You felt for his female assistant
thin and vulnerable,
naked but for
the sparkle of her sequins.
When Mephisto sawed the woman in half.
you shuddered.
When she slipped into the trunk,
you felt each sword
he jammed right through its sides.
And when, with a snap of his fingers,
the woman vanished into thin air,
you sensed the depths
of her invisibility,
still so manifest
even when he brought her back.

by Rustin Wright. The money question. There is a central part of all of this which I have not mentioned at all. A defining part. Funding. The Daviesville Transit Citizens, in their research, discover a few things which shock them. And one is that fare collection is as much as a third of the cost […]

by Rustin Wright. Getting more from less. As the system started to get built, the DTC found that once it was going all around the city doing so much research and building all of this infrastructure, perhaps there were other things that these same tasks could assist in as well. After all, a modern bus […]

by Marissa Bell Toffoli.                                 Pancake, pancake. Eat that one, in your hand. You have it right there.                    No, Mama. More. The boy has begun to understand there is a name for each want. I take the pancake, hand it back. Pretend to nibble it. Point, nod. We go through this too many […]

by Rose Jermusyk. A girl lay on the forest floor with her eyes closed, and her hands over her heart. She was not under any sort of enchantment, but she was very much of the opinion that waiting so would draw her true love to her. She had taken other such precautions: the spot where […]

by Ronnie Pontiac. Some experiences with ghosts happen by daylight. Such communication can be so subtle a single word can carry great meaning. Or was it all a most improbable coincidence? When I was in sixth grade, a solo runt raised by paranoid immigrants and beat up by classroom bullies, my writing was so good […]

by Marie Davis and Margaret Hultz. What I think you are saying when you say, “I want the world to be kinder” is that you want a kinda kinder world that holds the door for the next person, makes space for a car or two into traffic, smiles and says hello even if you are […]

by Rustin Wright. Daviesville begins to build. As they begin to experiment they realize that some of how mass transit is built is artifacts of decades old problems which have long had solutions or presumptions of conditions which don’t always apply. For example, mass transit vehichles have massive, heavy, complicated roof designs. After all, back […]

by Rustin Wright. The Daviesville Transit Commission now knows, at least, that they don’t know. So step one is to start to learn. Every high school is asked to devote three classes to designing mass transit. One a day of a physics class. Another a day of a social studies class. A third a day […]

by Rustin Wright. Daviesville is a midsized city surrounded by small towns and farmland. It’s about a hundred years old. Cold winters. Hot summers. Pretty much middle class enough. Back in the late 1800’s it had a cute little trolley but nobody really thinks of that as anything but a curiosity. Like barber shop quartets […]