THE LOST SOLES OF D.C. by Terry Connell

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It was an early June morning, the sun was still working its way into the eastern sky, and there I was, heading up Quincy Street, on the final stretch of my morning walk with...

I AM NOT YOUR INDIAN by Swathi Desai

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I was born in a country far, far away from where I’ve lived most of my life. Some may think I’m not Indian enough because I don’t know where the best Indian restaurants are....

WRITE ME HOME by Linda C. Wisniewski

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Write Me Home The young woman’s face on my laptop screen smiled encouragement. Look at the sky if you’re near a window, she said, or remember the sky if you are not. Write about what’s...

RE-READING THE LADY CHATTERLEY TRIALS IN NEW YORK AND LONDON AFTER 60 YEARS ...

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RE-READING THE LADY CHATTERLEY TRIALS AFTER 60 YEARS The three versions of Lady Chatterley’s Lover that DH Lawrence wrote in the late 1920s are each progressively more anally erotic. And that eroticism in the third...

WHAT IT TAKES TO BE FREE by Terry Tierney

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What It Takes to Be Free: Review of The White Field by Douglas Cole In the first magnetic lines of The White Field by Douglas Cole, the narrator Tom enters a surreal purgatory: "I walked into...

I DREAMT I COULD NOT FIND MY CAR by James Hanna

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I Dreamt I Could Not Find My Car by James Hanna             Mary and I sit on the back porch of our Florida retirement home. It is dusk, and we are gazing at the largest moon that...

AMAZONS UP IN ARMS by Christine Hand

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I was new to this land, in a culture that was totally alien to me; East and West are most certainly poles apart as I have learnt through personal experience. I had much to...

ALPHABESTIARY by Omer Wissman

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Alphabestiary Omer Wissman A is almost the emblem of anarchy, but its structure, like language itself, is fairly hierarchical, with narrow one percent nadir and top triangle superstructure over an empty as alienated base. As a...