CICADAS – By Katy Major

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CICADASBy Katy Major  If you live somewhere in the stretch between northeast Ohio—that’s where I am—and northwest Virginia, I don’t have to tell you: the fifth brood has emerged. You can already hear their whirr...

SCREW, BUTTON, POTATO – By Jill Jepson

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SCREW, BUTTON, POTATOBy Jill Jepson  The child has hair the color of butter and a bruise on her knee. She is sitting in flowered cotton pajamas on the linoleum floor of the small kitchen. From...

THE COUNTRY OF THE PAST – By Michelle Cacho-Negrete

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COUNTRY OF THE PASTBy Michelle Cacho-Negrete My husband Kevin and I drift along the Finnish-Russian border as though suspended on the edge of a dream, my dream of Russia, or perhaps my mother’s or grandparents’...

FALLING FROM GRACE – By Ron McFarland

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FALLINGS FROM GRACEBy Ron McFarland The little priest came from Ghana and had retired but remained active at Grace Episcopal in Oak Park, an upscale Chicago suburb where the Hemingway family had worshipped upon occasion....

HYPERION – By Thomas N. Hackney

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HYPERIONBy Thomas N. Hackney According to Drake’s equation, there should be something like 10,000 alien civilizations in theMilky Way galaxy.  Okay, the galaxy is a big place but 10,000 civilizations is quite a few. Wherethe...

AUTOBIOGRAPHY – By Patrick Hahn

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AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE CHAPTERSBy Patrick D Hahn Chapter OneThis story begins many years ago, back when I was still almost-young, after I had finished with graduate school – or, graduate school had finished with me...

CLIMBING CROAGH PATRICK – By Ellie White

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CLIMBING CROAGH PATRICKBy Ellie White  “Fortune Assists the Brave” – a Scottish battle cryAbout halfway up the mountain, the air feels thinner. If this were another day, on another trip, it might be okay to...

“THE TRUTH OF BEING AS NON BEING” A Search for Truth within...

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THE TRUTH OF BEING AS NON BEINGA Search for Truth within a Limited PerceptionBy Lauren Bush In “The Medium of Fiction”, William H. Gass suggests, “That novels should be made of words, and merely words, is shocking.”...

SHATTERED AT FIVE – By L. B. Boe

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SHATTERED AT FIVEBy L.B. Boe Uncle Mike built an apartment for us in his basement where the four of us—Mom, my brother and sister, and I—lived while Daddy was in Vietnam. It was a real...

HANDBOOK – By John P. Midkiff

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HANDBOOKBy John P. Midkiff Another day kneeling on the purple-carpeted spring floor. Cartwheel, back walkover, back handspring, round-off two. Skill after skill, every kid is different, and I spot them all, helping them position themselves,...