NOTES GOING UNDERGROUND By Joram Piatigorsky
NOTES GOING UNDERGROUNDby Joram Piatigorsky Ladies and gentleman, thank you for inviting me – an ordinary man who, like most, thinks himself special but knows he isn’t – to deliver my own eulogy at my...
NOW, THAT’S EXTRAORDINARY By Michele Sprague
NOW, THAT'S EXTRAORDINARYby Michele Sprague Between taking the kids to soccer practice, hosting sleepovers for their friends, working, taking graduate courses…Whew! And that’s only part of my to-do list. No wonder, my mind seems to...
MACHINE SHOP SUNDRESS By Claudia Geagan
MACHINE SHOP SUNDRESSby Claudia Geagan
On an ozone drenched summer day in 1961, Mr. Stevenson gives me his black ’54 T-bird and sends me to the loading dock at Lockheed with a shoebox-sized rush delivery.I’ve...
MY DESERT By Myla Grier Aidou
MY DESERTby Myla Grier Aidou
Moses and the Israelites wandered for 40 years in the desert. Every time I have heard this, I have said to myself, “Damn.” Why did they have to do it...
NOVEMBER SURPRISE By Gabrielle Rivard
NOVEMBER SURPRISEby Gabrielle Rivard
November 7
I took Harry to nursery school on Monday morning. He was happy to leave me and ran into the living room of the old house in Southeast Portland to the...
BRILLIANT CORNERS: AN EXPERIMENT IN VISUAL PROSODY By Michael Milburn
BRILLIANT CORNERS: An Experiment in Visual Prosodyby Michael Milburn
I was naked without my line ends.Robert Lowell, letter to Elizabeth Bishop
A few years ago I found myself adjusting the line lengths in my poems,...
THE EVIL OF DEATHby Dimitra Tsourou
THE EVIL OF DEATHby Dimitra Tsourou
“The human species is unique in knowing it must die,” writes Voltaire. The awareness of death makes people vulnerable to fear, which inspires Epicurus to give answers to fundamental...
ANYTHING LIKE GOD By Brianne Bannon
ANYTHING LIKE GODby Brianne Bannon
At 16 I was the best person I am ever capable of being. It was not a full peak, necessarily; I was shy and had bad skin and a tendency...
I, THE JUNGLE By Derek Nast
I, THE JUNGLEby Derek Nast Generations and genres later writing style and word usage form differently yet the core of a literary amateur always strives to tell his tale. I, no native to the mile-high...
THE SNOW QUEEN CONTEST By Joseph Fleckenstein
THE SNOW QUEEN CONTEST(A narrative non-fictional story)by Joseph E. Fleckenstein
The ski club’s first meeting of the year is always exciting, festive. Friends and acquaintances from past trips would be there. There would be the...