By Fred Krug Story originally appeared in "Unexpected Events" Emma Brooks struggled, trying to lift her suitcase onto the first of four steps that led up into the bus. Paul Harris, the driver, saw she was having trouble. He put down his newspaper and called to her as he went to help. “Hey, there, Emma. That bag’s … Continue reading Never Alone
Dirty Currency
By K. Mark Schofer The air hung lazily clinging to every nook and crevice with stubborn determination. An overhead fan twirled languidly, hardly making a dent in the late afternoon heat. Sweat dripped down Flora’s back, one drip at a time. The salty moisture accumulated in tiny puddles on the pink plastic school chair where … Continue reading Dirty Currency
Standing in Line for a Very Long Time That No Longer Justifies the Task in the First Place Because the Sun is Burning You and Despite the Fact that You’re Wearing a Hat It Does Not Work And You Should Have Bought the $20.00 Sunscreen at the Entrance But You Were Saving That Money for a Fastpass That You Never Bought Because it Was, Like, $175.00 and It Did Not Even Cover the Ride You’re in Line For in the First Place And You Haven’t Seen Your Group in Over Three Hours Since You Ate Some Coconut Cake En Route to Another Ride That Same Day
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #22 The click of the chain Counts purgatory For … Continue reading Standing in Line for a Very Long Time That No Longer Justifies the Task in the First Place Because the Sun is Burning You and Despite the Fact that You’re Wearing a Hat It Does Not Work And You Should Have Bought the $20.00 Sunscreen at the Entrance But You Were Saving That Money for a Fastpass That You Never Bought Because it Was, Like, $175.00 and It Did Not Even Cover the Ride You’re in Line For in the First Place And You Haven’t Seen Your Group in Over Three Hours Since You Ate Some Coconut Cake En Route to Another Ride That Same Day
A Christmas Gift
By Jessica Ricks The neighborhood was alive with Christmas lights as light flurries fell from the sky and Christmas music seemed to play everywhere I went, a constant reminder that this Christmas wasn't as merry as it usually was. Our house was decorated but under our usual tree, that was covered in lights, sparkling bulbs, … Continue reading A Christmas Gift
Academy of the Heart And Mind 