LIVING IN AND BEYOND THE WORLD By L. S. Hope

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THE LAST VISITby Debra Neumann    I’m driving up to see you one last time.  Our years of daily communion will soon end.  I should be thinking about this, finding words –  the right ones, to...

DEAL BETWEEN FRIENDS By Desirée Jung

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DEAL BETWEEN FRIENDSBy Desirée Jung I open the drawer to find part of myself: shoes from another time, green knee-length boots, amidst books. The objects scare me. Remembering petrifies me – the passage of time haunting. I cannot control my feelings. Before any resistance, the past arrives into the present. I remember when my father gave me...

HEALTH CARE IN THE UNITED STATES by Nathan Bachand

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Have you ever been unable to pay a medical bill? Or perhaps you had to sacrifice something to get enough money to pay. Many people in recent years have been debating the question, should...

THE SHOW MUST GO ON – By Sally Miller

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THE SHOW MUST GO ONBy Sally Miller In 1983, when I was ten years old I performed in the best original (very) off Broadway production our family living room had ever staged. It was a...

KILLINGS AND ABDUCTION By Tamas Dobozy

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KILLINGS AND ABDUCTIONBy Tamas Dobozy The summer of 1981 was the summer of murdered children.The bodies had been turning up for a year in the Lower Mainland of British Columbia, mainly the Vancouver area. Places...

THE MILLION DOLLAR HOUSE by Nicholas Ponticello

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You’ve probably never heard of California Historical Landmark #864. That’s because you’ve probably never heard of the town in which it resides. The Gable Mansion sits on the corner of Cross and 1st Street...

THE GOLD CHAIR By Rebecca Johnson

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THE GOLD CHAIRBy Rebecca Johnson  It was The Gold Chair that turned everything upside down. It was not an ornate kind of chair. It was not made for Medieval Kings with real gold, fancy scrolling,...

MY ANCIENT ENEMY By Daniel Bailey

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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...

VANISHING POINT(Memoir Excerpt) By Clara Roberts

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VANISHING POINT(Memoir Excerpt)By Clara Roberts St. Joseph Medical Center for Eating Disorders Admission Center March 21, 2004            My mom sits with me in a waiting room at St. Joseph's Medical Center around 8:30a.m. I tap...

MACHINE SHOP SUNDRESS By Claudia Geagan

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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...