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    MY BROTHER By Lisa Reily

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    MY BROTHERby Lisa Reily Huge, swollen knees stare us in the face, only partly hidden by a nylon floral hem. We follow the flowers up to a mouth filled...

    BETWEEN TWO HARBORS

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    BETWEEN TWO HARBORSMemoirs of a Catalina Island HarbormasterBy Doug Oudin Doug Oudin, author of ‘Between Two Harbors, Reflections of a Catalina Island Harbormaster’ (his memoir), and ‘Five Weeks to...

    THE BUS RIDE by Susan McCartney

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    Into Africa I fly on a one-way ticket. Journey through fourteen countries in twenty-two months on local transportation. A woman without advantage of youth or money. Learning. Resting. Changing. The journey has many pieces....

    ENTERTAINMENT By Donald Dewey

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    ENTERTAINMENTBy Donald Dewey A friend asked recently if I had seen such-and-such a movie. I said no, and wasn’t really in that much of a hurry to see it. He looked at me...

    THE SUICIDE OF MY YOUTH By Debra Basco

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    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...

    MY FATHER – By Paul Petruccelli

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    MY FATHERBy Paul Petruccelli At 5:30 a.m., the sun has not quite begun its ascent behind my sister’s house, on the other side of the golf course she could...

    COMPETITION By Sylvia Semel

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    COMPETITIONby Sylvia Semel   CompetitionThis is about competition between multiples as well as other children. Introduction My brother and I are opposite-sex fraternal twins. I would like to share my experience being a twin, discuss the...

    ZOMBIE RUN by Teresa Douglas

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    I step out of the house and wince as the cool spring air hits the skin beneath my running pants. It’s early but not too early—my only company the murder of crows...

    TITAN By Elliott Vincent Flood

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         TITANby Elliott Vincent Flood   Roughly fifty miles east of Denver lies the small highway community of Deer Trail, Colorado. It is the kind of town that you would hardly notice passing through. A...

    HOMELESS by Fabrizia Faustinella

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    HOMELESSby Fabrizia Faustinella I was working out on the second floor of the gym, where all the machines are. I was desperate to maintain good muscle tone, even if...