THE POET LAUREATE OF MALCOLM’S DINER by Cindy Adams
THE POET LAUREATE OF MALCOLM’S DINERby C. Billingsley Adams
Someone tapped on my shoulder today when I was feeling all bluesy as my long-time friend had just recently died....
MY FRIEND SINDSMAN by Alexandra Lapointe
MY FRIEND SINDSMANby Alexandra Lapointe
Neither the day before nor the day after were of much significance. It was only the day I met Sindsman that I can vividly...
DOG’S LOVE by Dave Gregory
DOG’S LOVEby Dave Gregory
Sheila often said: “I love animals more than most people. Maybe all people.” She meant it. Though utterly devastating, her father’s sudden death and her mother’s drawn...
NUMBER SIX by Leslie Kain
NUMBER SIXby Leslie Kain
Having spent two hours testifying in court on behalf of one of her patients, Dr. Samena Burns headed to her office. It was a brilliant...
BLISTERING EYES by Bettina Rotenberg
BLISTERING EYESby Bettina Rotenberg
She woke up and carefully climbed down from the large bed which seemed like a vast sea of pillows, sheets, and quilt, rumpled now, as...
SOMEPLACE WARM by Paul-John Ramos
SOMEPLACE WARMby Paul-John Ramos
1About every 20 to 30 minutes, I put my hand on the radiators and pipes. It was usually bedroom radiator on the far right, pipe...
KAZANTZAKIS AT HOME by Larry Smith
KAZANTZAKIS AT HOMEby Larry Smith
He was so old that some of the kids said he took the very first shit that ever made the olives grow. Many of...
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A MEETING WITH THE PIG by Carolyn Soyars
A MEETING WITH THE PIGby Carolyn Soyars
Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their...
A FEW DOZEN EGGS by John Wells
A FEW DOZEN EGGSby John Wells
He is standing in the batter’s box in Oriole Park at Camden Yards facing Roger Clemens wearing a Baltimore Orioles uniform. The bases...
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GRACELAND by Shawn Van Horn
GRACELANDby Shawn Van Horn
Sometimes, on the worst days, I walk the paved trails that snake through Graceland Cemetery. No king rests there, just thousands of us everyday paupers....