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evan-pullins's picture
Mar.28.2014
Sometimes, when I lie awake at night, I think about how different my life could've been. Looking back to that lonely soul, ragged flannels and shredded sneakers, roaming highschool hallways like some ghost, always waiting for something; waiting for sanity, waiting to die.  I spent eighteen or...
zeny-may-recidoro's picture
Mar.24.2014
Progressing seemed to be like passing through a haze as thick and as hard as a concrete wall. I hardly knew it's there, but my body and mind felt the strain and struggle. Also, that by all means, it seemed impossible, but then again here I am, through with it and feeling the numbness or maybe just...
mary-wilkinson's picture
Mar.13.2014
I wanted to scream at the woman on the radio who kept referring to Brand Ireland as she spoke about the upcoming events for St. Patrick's Day. Brand Ireland? Jesus, who was she kidding? Not me and not my kids and not my husband and all the other Irish people out there who remembered St. Patrick's...
charles-killeen's picture
Jan.29.2014
When I decided to review this book I thought I was lending a helping hand to an unknown author. As it turns out J.R. Moehringer is quite successful in his writing career. So the review will be appropriately short. Early today a friend in Los Angeles emailed me about this book. She had it on CD and...
bernadette-moyer's picture
Dec.10.2013
You Can Be a Blessing! By Bernadette A. Moyer Tis the season of giving, who and what can we be a blessing to at this most wonderful time of the year? There is always someone that can benefit and be lifted up by our actions and our gifts. Our giving spirit is what we do for ourselves. The benefits...
evan-pullins's picture
Nov.26.2013
Dark grey roads and signage ahead, I do not falter. Freezing rain and whipping winds, I do not stumble, for I know where I am going. The clouds parted as I left; their heavy bodies moved just to let the light fall on my face. The warmth nuzzled close to my skin, oils and blemishes, dry and cracked...
rina-macasaet's picture
Nov.19.2013
San Francisco has been my second home for 35 years.  I remember spending summers in the city, my college years, vacation holidays with the girls and family reunions. Mom loved San Francisco!  She’s moved on now… Dad loves San Francisco!  He’s moving ahead and not looking back. It...
evan-pullins's picture
Oct.29.2013
The moment you stand still is when you will finally see; see the wonder, see the hell. Pieces of your existence at your feet, scattered on the ground like clippings, scooting across the earth as the wind changes direction--seasons changing. The death of summer births fall and, at the end, after all...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Sep.29.2013
September 29     Kicks   New balance is more than a brand of sneakers.  New balance is a joyful revelation made possible through constant vigilance.  I am tap dancing into a vision, no more soft shoed wishfulness.  I can lift my feet knowing I can keep my up right...
diana-holquist's picture
Aug.25.2013
    The girl's art projects. The boy's hospital bracelet when he got his first stitches. The costume she sewed for Halloween '08. The uniform he wore to win State Cups. These all have one thing in common: they're in the trash.    Yes, I'm that mom. The one who throws stuff away...