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katherine-gregor's picture
Aug.25.2013
My friend C. has a sticker on her vehicle, which says, “My other car is a broom”.  She keeps it by the back door, ready to sweep out dust and other unwanted dirt.  To keep the house clean from unpleasant thoughts.  Clear of prejudice, sorrow and fear.  “We cannot afford the...
eva-lesko-natiello's picture
Aug.14.2013
Once for a whole year I claimed to be older than I was. A doctor’s receptionist corrected me. My “birthdate” and “age” didn’t match up. I don’t have a strict policy about not lying; it’s just that I don’t think one’s age represents all that much so I don’t get too hyperbolic about it. To celebrate...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Aug.14.2013
August 14     Participant Observer     Underneath it all I am more than naked; I am hidden by exposure.  My body can never be as nude as life with you in my thoughts.  My mind is a polygraph you wander through.  I have determined this is more than safe and unlock...
kevin-arnold's picture
Aug.05.2013
If there's someone more more revered by fellow writers than Alice Munro, who recently announced she’ll stop writing, I don't know who it could be.  Alice is the living definition of a ‘writer’s writer,’ someone who has plied her incredible craft in short stories for over fifty years now....
JohnnyOla's picture
Aug.03.2013
  “What is the best route to get from Atlanta to Southern California – more specific Rancho Santa Margarita?” a friend of mine once asked me.   “I like to leave Atlanta and go north straight to Chicago, eat a Chicago hot dog and then turn left,” I told him. “Just follow the afternoon sun...
charles-entrekin's picture
Jul.11.2013
           A Crosswalk Encounter           with Betsy in Berkeley              As I crossed Solano Avenue, on my way for coffee, she stood on the sidewalk, a clear-eyed smile crinkling her older...
michael-seidel's picture
Jul.11.2013
I feel like a top.  Spinning along, as I lose energy, I begin to wobble and slow.  When I do, my darker side's energy slips out. I call him Dark Boy. Dark Boy is self-pitying, depressed, snarky and cynical.  I've learned to identify when he's stealing out. I'm usually able to corrall...
JohnnyOla's picture
Jun.26.2013
  I used to work for Intergraph Corporation back in the 1980s. At that time, Intergraph was the largest computer graphics company in the world. We had more than 10,000 employees world-wide and we surpassed the $1 billion mark in sales revenue in 1989. We were in the Fortune 500 club and we had...
bob-mustin's picture
Jun.22.2013
    The Interestings, by Meg Wolitzer   Given my stance on this particular strain of postmodern American literature, I shouldn’t like this book, but I do. It’s character-heavy; These imagined people meet as children in Camp Spirit-In-The-Woods, and in a certain camp teepee, decide...
michael-seidel's picture
Jun.18.2013
If this is Tuesday, I must have computer problems ~ or ~ if I'm having computer problems, this must be Tuesday. Neither work nor personal machines responded for a while after being activated. The work computer is still not playing nice, twenty minutes later.  I shall require remedial action...