GAME POINT by Richard C. Lin

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Game Point “Hey, handsome,” says a sweetly familiar voice from the right of me as I enter the gate at the airport. I turn to look, and again a riptide sweeps me away, drowning me in...

THE DOMESTIC SIDE OF IMPERIALISM by Mariana Graciano

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The Domestic Side of Imperialism: An Argentine Mother Raising Black Kids during the Presidential Transition in the US By Mariana Graciano Fantasmas The night before the election my 3 –almost 4– year old son, Camilo, woke up with...

SILVER SHADOW by Rekha Valliappan

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            'We swung over the hills and over the town and back again, and I saw how a man can be master of a craft, and how a craft can be master of an element.'...

A MOTHER’S SIGH By Susan Bloch

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A MOTHER’S SIGHby Susan Bloch  In a Congolese village, it is dark. Smoke dribbles up and up, blemishing the light from the sickle moon. Thatched roofs have collapsed. Shrapnel pockmarks dot blackened mud walls. There...

FUTURE, PAST, PRESENT, AND ALL OF THE DAYS OF INFAMY AND GRACE IN-BETWEEN by...

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Future, Past, Present And All of the Days of Infamy and Grace In-between One night in 2002 “Mom, do you ever wonder what the future is gonna look like?” I don’t know if it was the water’s soothing...

EATING SALAD WITH A SPOON by Marisa Mangani

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Eating Salad with a Spoon You’re a gorgeous bride at forty-six. Your third marriage, the one you never thought you’d never do, suits you. And your husband-to-be, ten years older, handsome in his cute, little...

THE PASSION by Tracy Mann

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THE PASSION Jesus is condemned to death The news came to me from Brazil in the late 1970s.  The transparent airmail envelope, striped in green and yellow, contained a premonition of a death.  Recently returned from...

SAVING SOULS by Marian Fredal

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Saving Souls We watched the door. All fifty of us in St. Sylvester School Grade 3 learned to listen and to watch for our teacher, a tall nun dressed in flowing white robes with a...

BERNIE, DOROTHY, AND CATHERINE by Mary Jane White

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Bernie, Dorothy and Catherine Methodically then, not only each night, as Ruffin slept or not, but also during the seven hours of his first day at school, throughout the remainder of August and early September,...

WEST by Pete Warzel

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West West is the dream where the light ends. It is the place of redemption, an earth torsioned and twisted in sworls and declines that dead end or lead infinitely to the last light. It...