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Issue #26, Spring 2017

Table of Contents, Issue #26 Editor’s Note Fiction “Lamentation #47” by Dan Leach “Yeah, That’s It” by Charles Israel “When I Think of Bees” by H R Green “Trading Houses” by Nancy Bourne “My Friend Jeb” by Katie Burgess Poetry Three … Continue reading

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“Still Points” by Stephen Reilly

The winter of ’77 already made its mark. Snow flurries freckled Fort Lauderdale. Frost after frost froze tomatoes to the roots. Three space heaters warmed nights barely bearable in that cottage – not meant for more than the overnight stays … Continue reading

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“Thinking Clearly” by Susan L. Leary

The priest, he assures us he is in heaven, that he made it through the gates because he was not in his right mind, because he was not thinking clearly. Thank God for his suffering. But his Son, did he … Continue reading

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“My Friend Jeb” by Katie Burgess

HR asked me to put together something for Jeb, probably because I was the closest thing he had to a friend at Zoom! Wellness Emporium. See, three years ago I gave him a pound of French roast for Secret Santa. … Continue reading

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Periodic Photo Project by Mark Wyatt

Artist’s Statement: The effect of street photography comes from the connection that is drawn between the viewer of an image and its subject. Photographs that effectively capture authentic human expression pave a way to empathy and even introspection, both of … Continue reading

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“1 of 52” by Joe Albanese

another week of job applications another week with no responses another week of writing another week of rejections another week of punching the wall or door or fence until my fist is swollen or bleeding, just to expel something the … Continue reading

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“Sterner Stuff” by Bonnie Rae Walker

Her graying braid coils up to a crown of plaited wool – the august doyenne of the discount shopping aisle. With her children to her chest, her body flowers full. Hand-me-downs and papers sacks rush down the road to school. … Continue reading

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