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    THE PASSION by Tracy Mann

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    THE PASSION Jesus is condemned to death The news came to me from Brazil in the late 1970s.  The transparent airmail envelope, striped in green and...

    THE SAD, IRONIC FATE OF SULLIVAN BALLOU by Frank Emerson

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    THE SAD, IRONIC FATE OF SULLIVAN BALLOU Of all the letters associated with the American Civil War, two stand out as arguably the most beautiful and touching – certainly...

    SHORT CIRCUIT by Robert Burns

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    Short Circuit Robert Burns The light extinguished, yet the kinetic shock surged to my feet. The amplitude waxed, like whipped rope, each stronger than the last....

    BASEBALLS by Allen Long

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    Baseballs I’m sixty-three and work several days a week as an assistant hospital nurse in the San Francisco Bay Area.  On my days off, I walk my beloved golden...

    THE RACIST INSIDE US, AN EVOLUTIONARY PERSPECTIVE by Bill Portela

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    The Racist Inside Us, An Evolutionary Perspective THE RACIST INSIDE US: AN EVOLUTIONARY PERSPECTIVE By Bill Portella Out of three-billion sequenced DNA codes in the human genome, chimpanzees share 99% of our hieroglyphs letter for letter. Would eyebrows...

    IT LEFT A BAD TASTE IN MY MOUTH by Carol Glick

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    It Left a Bad Taste in My Mouth I have yet to find a dentist who delivers top-notch services and a billing system that doesn't drill holes in the bank account. On a recent check-up, the...

    CHANGING THE SCORE by Natasha Rai

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    CHANGING THE SCORE ‘When trauma affects us, we can’t fully engage with the present.’ My therapist, Sue, sits back after this pronouncement, face brimming with empathic concern. I stare. What the hell is she talking about?...

    STORM AND THE PARABLE OF LOOKING AT THE FENCE by Bruce Hoppe

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    Storm and the Parable of Looking at the Fence Me: My writing time is my best time, hands down. Wind-humming-through-the-windbreak: Rrrrrreally? Wwwwwwhy’s that? Me: Cuz that’s when I’m safe. Wind-humming-through-the-windbreak: Oooooh? Hooooow so? Me: It’s complicated. Wind-humming-through-the-windbreak: Hmmmmmmm. Me: Look,...

    THE BUS RIDE by Susan McCartney

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    Into Africa I fly on a one-way ticket. Journey through fourteen countries in twenty-two months on local transportation. A woman without advantage of youth or money. Learning. Resting. Changing. The journey has many pieces....

    NOTES FROM THE FATHER FIELD by Lisa Romeo

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    Notes from the Father Field by Lisa Romeo Though my father never touched the large-number cell phone I once gave him, I like to think that, if he’d lived longer, and had I the patience to...