By Tim Law POP goes my knee as my boot connects with the ball. That pigskin goes sailing, the longest kick I’ve ever attempted. A split second later the linebacker crunches into me and we both hit the turf. I’m certain if I wasn’t wearing my armour I’d have two or three snapped ribs, even … Continue reading The Price of Fame
Shopping Memories
By Debra J. White I grew up in New York City during the Cold War era. The city was packed with multi-level department stores that stocked clothing, furniture, toys, linens, hats, appliances and more. There was free gift wrapping and complimentary boxes. Some NYC department stores like Bloomingdale’s were high end for the upscale shopper. … Continue reading Shopping Memories
A Night in an Ethiopian Monastery
By Michael J. Barrington Debre Damos had always fascinated me. I’d visited several monasteries in Ethiopia on previous visits, including several in Lake Tana, but never this one. Getting there by road was only the beginning of my adventure! Having flown into Axum, I drove towards Adigrat, on a reasonably well surfaced road, passing deep … Continue reading A Night in an Ethiopian Monastery
A Wrong Righted
By Reeve Chudd “How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” – Winnie the Pooh “Keeney!” Lewis Beauchamp called out to his young associate, whose office was next door to his, well within earshot. Mark Keeney, who had only three months before passed the Indiana State Bar exam, appeared. “Yes, sir?” … Continue reading A Wrong Righted
Every Crack in the Den and Peach Colored Skies
By Danny P. Barbare Every Crack in the Den With a little bit of spice in warm apple ciderit fillsevery crack in theden of winterto the bottomof the cupto the bottom of my leather boots. Peach Colored Skies Orchardsandorchardsofpeachcoloredskieslikejuicerunningdownmypenonanapkin. Danny P. Barbare resides in the Upstate of the Carolinas.
The Hen or the Egg, Which Existed First?
By Joshua Ibirogba Before my mother thought to put diapers on me as an infant, she had put waist beads on this infant. She held me up like a trophy, it was fair she took my loud cries as a consent to the adorning—that is all babies ever do, isn't it? I am African, so … Continue reading The Hen or the Egg, Which Existed First?
Topinabee
By Ed Ahern When my age was barely in double digitsI walked alone on a little used railroad trackthrough woods and along a lake shoreto the quiet village of TopinabeeI spoke little but looked closely atthe summer somnolent goings on.Then bought and ate ice cream,and clambered up the embankmentfor the two miles and some return.I … Continue reading Topinabee
Ghosts of Partridge Island
By Kayla Flowers A ghostly howl spread across the rugged sea, where spirits lie wild and free,An island, a land a mile north where people bring forth refuge and shelter,The whispers of the night might give you a fright as the crisp air approaches,Ships of the night guided by the light of a watchful eye,A … Continue reading Ghosts of Partridge Island
On Blair Road
By Taylor Dibbert He’s in an UberOn Blair RoadAnd he noticesThe HumaneRescue AllianceWhere they unexpectedlyGot LondonAnd he seesLike he’s neverSeen beforeHow small momentsBecome big momentsAnd how big momentsBecome forever. Taylor Dibbert is a writer, journalist, and poet in Washington, DC. "Rescue Dog," his fifth book, was published in May.
Letters to Santa
By Maryanne Chrisant My brother and I are twins. My brother, Ben, and I don’t look alike, and our demeanors can’t be more different. But we are brothers, joined from that sparkling moment of conception, used to sharing common quarters, food supply, and our mother’s attention, which, when we were growing up, was no more … Continue reading Letters to Santa
Academy of the Heart And Mind 