THE COFFEE PLANTATION By Ana Lucia de Leon
THE COFFEE PLANTATIONby Ana Lucia de Leon By virtue of being children, we can sleep anywhere and in the smallest of places. The shared beds have no room for star-sleepers or Shavasana enthusiasts. Instead, we...
THAT SATURDAY By Dan Cardoza
THAT SATURDAYby Dan Cardoza I have a clear memory of moments, a moment, of a Saturday without direction, you afraid to lose your way, me, fearing I wouldn’t get lost.A late August pick-nick in the...
PARTY OFF By Vern Fein
PARTY OFFby Vern Fein Why would a dark story come flying into my head at my grandson’s joyous birthday party? Suddenly sad, my mind swept back to that bleak Saturday afternoon, a cold but clear...
NOVEL AS PAINTING By Wally Swist
NOVEL AS PAINTING: The Tiger’s Wife by Tea Obrehtby Wally Swist
Lead sentences to monumental novels are memorable. Gabriel García Márquez opens his One Hundred Years of Solitude with Colonel Aurelio Buendia facing a firing squad and thinking about...
WILL I DIE OF HEAT STROKE? By Ruth Deming
WILL I DIE OF HEAT STROKE?by Ruth Deming
My metallic gray Nissan with its red racing stripe sped confidently into the parking lot of Staples, a seven-minute drive from home. Friendly Dave installed an anti-virus...
UNITY By Kenneth Norris
UNITYby Kenneth Noris White was at the top of the color chart, superior to all. Dominant to all mankind on the universe. White ruled the nation from coast to coast. White people were the Gods...
OSCAR WILDE IN BOCA By Emanuele Pettener
OSCAR WILDE IN BOCAby Emanuele Pettener
A few years ago I went to Mass, here in Boca Raton, Florida, where I live. Mass began and before the Gospel a distinguished lady went up to the...
THE SUICIDE OF MY YOUTH By Debra Basco
THE SUICIDE OF MY YOUTHby Debra Basco
Drinking as early as 13 years old was already a pattern for me, drinking hard liquor was my norm. The years are is so vivid in my mind...