nostalgia
Have I Been Too Long at the Fair?
Have I Been Too Long at the Fair? written by: Michael R. Burch Have I been too...
Letter to N.Y.
Letter to N.Y. a poem by: Elizabeth Bishop In your next letter I wish you’d say where...
Your Name is the Scent of a Candle
Your Name is the Scent of a Candle written by: Kewayne Wadley I won’t forget. Proof that...
You’re Invited
You're Invited written by: Meredith Chiwenkpe Asuru - You’re running faster than when you won gold at the Olympics...
Why I Like Gilbert & Sullivan
Why I Like Gilbert & Sullivan written by: Sam Barbee My mother was a Salem College graduate,...
Theater is Magic
Theater is Magic written by: Roger Turner There is magic in live theatre It can’t be understood...
Safecrackers
Safecrackers written by: Nick Gerrard - Lisa pushes her hands into the mush, squeezing red through her knuckles...
I Miss Your Batatas Grandma
I Miss Your Batatas Grandma written by: Kimber-Lee Basson I remember you from last winter when I...
Coffee Beans After the Rain
Coffee Beans After the Rain written by: Lillian Elise brown, coffee beans, soil, the color of your...
Obit for a Lover
Obit for a Lover written by: Shawn Scott Smith I see your name in the paper, And...
A Moment Depends Not Just on Its Moment
A Moment Depends Not Just on Its Moment written by: D.R. James You’d like to move on...
The Easter Grandfather Clock
The Easter Grandfather Clock written by: Emile B. LaCerte Jr. - Grandpa settles into his favorite plush chair, its well-worn cushions...
The American Dream Nightmare
The American Dream Nightmare written by: Michael Danese - The aroma of Sterno filled the night air. Stevie Wonder’s voice was singing his...
