KINDER-WHORE By Deanna M. Lehman

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KINDERWHOREby Deanne M. Lehman(an excerpt) I was born into a world of darkness and my mother was the moon. Cold and unsmiling, she stood illuminated by her man of the moment, many faces changing throughout...

THE EIGHTIES By Betty J. Sayles

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THE EIGHTIESBy Betty J. Sayles My son was a career Air Force man and while visiting me in northern Wisconsin, he saw 80 acres of woods, swamp and beaver dam that he loved on sight...

THE HOWL OF AN AMERICAN PSYCHO By Vanya Suchan

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THE HOWL OF AN AMERICAN PSYCHO: An Introspection into the Destructive Americaby Vanya Suchan To raise the notion that the human being reaches for the glamorized “American dream”, but remains crushed in her struggle and...

FAKE PEOPLE ARE THE BEST ONES By Cassie Follman

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FAKE PEOPLE ARE THE BEST ONESBy Cassie Follman When I was a kid, I was enamored with the world of Pretend. Endless possibilities stretched out before me, and imagining fake scenarios came second nature. Characters...

DERELICT by Allen Long

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DERELICTBy Allen Long I once sat on the floor at a Saturday night party at my friend Rick’s house; I was drunk, and Rick unknowingly stood on my legs, sipped a beer, and conversed with...

ON SIDEKICKS By Robert Wexelblatt

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ON SIDEKICKSby Robert Wexelblatt Yesterday, I looked through an old photo album, the sort of thing you do once a decade or so.  The album is covered in cracked brown leather; the black-and-white snapshots have...

DELIVERIES By Carol Crawford

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DELIVERIESby Carol Childers Crawford A week before Christmas I stood in my Georgia driveway in a thin sweater, holding an oversized, fleece-lined, water repellent coat. I wrestled it into the back of my car while...

TOY GUN AND VIDEO GAME PLAY By Mary Bonina

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TOY GUN AND VIDEO GAME PLAYby Mary Bonina One of my son Gianni’s favorite toys when he was a toddler and preschooler was a small, plastic “workbench” and drill. It was compact, so he could...

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 I didn’t seem to be genetically...

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 unique problems...