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Would-be thieves are often just as “scared” as the bank tellers...
Hooray for Hollywood, the land of milk and money.
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Had that nightmare again. I’m an infant. Mary Magdalene and Jesus Christ (A.K.A. Mom and Dad) are appearing before the tribunal of Maurypovitchus, debating my paternity. Dad’s friends are calling Mom a prostitute, a ho, a groupie, an “Apostle aid,” a frankincense-digger... Dad is just sitting there, turning the other cheek, which Mom calls “passive-aggressive.”
We knew something was in need.
To friend or not to friend?
“You’re throwing rainbows!” he hollered...
It’s not a nightmare; it’s just another summer day at the Sunshine Greeting Card company.
Should I stay or should I go?
A job less ordinary.
I lay in the dark studying my failures until I see a pattern begin to form...
An American finds the real Australia through stories from an Aborigine artist and storyteller.
Share:FacebookTwitterLinkedinTumblrPrintIt’s pretty obvious what’s going on with me: I’m terrified of what will happen at the trial. So’s Lois. She said if they come after our place on Star Island, she’ll go out with guns blazing. What a woman. By the way, she brought the silver Bentley in for service this morning.
Share:FacebookTwitterLinkedinTumblrPrintAuthor’s note: I recently wrote a first-grade level reader, to be published later this year. The publisher restricted me to a list of 126 words, as well as any word that could be constructed from a simple consonant-vowel-consonant combination. (Dr. Seuss’ The Cat In The Hat, by contrast, was written from a list of 223 words.)
Share:FacebookTwitterLinkedinTumblrPrintIt took British surgeon and inventor PM Roget 47 years to create the thesaurus. When his invention the “Hands-Free Umbrella” failed, the thesaurus became the esteemed doctor’s lifelong obsession. An audiotape of Roget’s inaugural creative session was recently discovered at the British Library, the London facility that houses more than 150 million items of international importance.
It’s never just one drink, one kiss.
"Take it easy, kid."
I was beginning to submit to the failures of the day.
Memoir: Issue 15
Fiction: Issue 21
Fiction: Issue 8
Cataract Canyon, Utah’s Canyonlands, late ’70s
When it's cold outside, I plan my visit...
It is a terrible thing to have the mountain against you.
Sentences don't always mean what you think.
The years had taught her that this was as much her problem as his…
Both of us have slept with people you love.
Those hazy, crazy, not so lazy days of summer, sex and drugs in New York in the 1970s.
Like most gourmets, she never has to eat the same thing twice.
You became a new thing every day.
Share:FacebookTwitterLinkedinTumblrPrint(after Mark Truscott & Bliss Carman)
Note: This is an erasure poem, created by erasing words from a poem on Tecumseh by the late Canadian poet Bliss Carman, circa 1926.
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Note: These poems are part of an ongoing sequence that takes its inspiration from William Blake’s “Proverbs of Hell.” The poems in the sequence range from homage to interpretation to riffs that use the proverbs as a point of departure.
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This past March, over sixty street and graffiti artists came together to transform a historic 4000 square foot raw studio space – formerly 112 Workshop and the hip-hop mecca, Greene Street Recording Studio- for the collaborative show, “Work To Do”.
With the energy and creativity that has come to define the New York scene, these artists put their work on everything from brick walls to wood and glass.
by David Poolman and Kathryn Mockler
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Cast in transparent crystal, a dozen antique purses hang delicately on the wall. They are apparitions of objects called forth from a previous time. Each translucent handbag belies its original function: revealing instead of concealing. Privacy is denied, allowing personal experience to become shared.
Philadelphia artist, Jen Blazina makes memory tangible.