MY BIG, PERFECT BROTHER By John Bonanni
MY BIG, PERFECT BROTHERby John Bonanni
My brother is Mr. Perfect. My brother can do no wrong.At least that is what my mother always insists. He never gets into trouble. He alwaysavoids confrontation. His tantrums...
PRESENCE By Marjorie McAtee
PRESENCEby Marjorie McAtee
I don’t know what happens to people after they die. Maybe they go to Heaven or Hell or Purgatory, like I was taught in Catechism class as a girl. Maybe they lurk...
VLAD, TEPES, THE IMPALER, THE SCOURGE OF THE OTTOMAN EMPIRE By Dr. Raymond Fenech
CURTAINby Juliana Nicewarner
“Love the art in yourself, not yourself in the art”– Stanislavski
Act 1A thirteen-year-old girl takes her first step under stage lights. She’s blinded. She’s woozy. She had been practicing all day. She...
CURTAIN By Juli Nicewarner
MY ANCIENT ENEMYby Daniel Bailey
My Nijinsky bird-feet seemed to be going over well in our first conversation that fall afternoon in 1973. I called them that because my arches are so high my feet...
MY ANCIENT ENEMY By Daniel Bailey
RESTLESS RAMBLINGSby Sara Magruder Complete and Utter NonsenseI sit in the living room at 1:30 am and begin writing. I know I am going to be tired and cranky in the morning, but I can’t...
RESTLESS RAMBLINGS By Sara Magruder
HOPE AT LASTby Jon Epstein
My skin didn’t fit. I was consumed with angst, self-consciousness, and low self-esteem. But, of course, at fifteen, I just thought everyone’s life was better than mine.A loud siren blares...
HOPE AT LAST By Jon Epstein
WE CALL HIM ABBAby Sacha Gragg “Sacha, is your family Jewish?”I don’t remember which one of my soccer teammates asked me that, but the question stunned me. My hand stilled the wooden spoon stirring artificial...
WE CALL HIM ABBA By Sacha Gragg
TRIAL BY FIREby Braelyn Riggs
The first time I ever saw an automatic paper towel dispenser was when I was nine years old. My seven year old sister Jerica and I were standing in a...
IN SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH By Emily Wanko
IN SICKNESS AND IN HEALTHby Emily Wanko This is that thing you see in the news, and you think, “That will never happen to me”. Your mind has to disassociate yourself from it in order...
THE CHURCH By Marc Frazier
THE CHURCHBy Marc Frazier
Et cum spiritu tuo, Habemus ad Dominum, Dignum et justum est.
The sound of Latin phrases echo in my head as I sit in class trying to attend to Sister’s geography lesson. I’m...