by Nancy Christopherson
Imagine yourself on Jupiter.
You’re wearing your space
suit your helmet and your oxygen level
is fine. Essentially drifting in clouds Continue reading
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Melancholandia
by Jarelle Kraus
Buenos Aires, 1992:
It’s a sultry February here below the equator, where Nazis are harbored, where machismo reigns. Where Argentina’s middleweight boxing champion, Carlos Monzón, flung his wife out the window to her death. “My dinner was late for the second night in a row,” Monzón explained.
Filed under Nonfiction
Vacation Dad Rides Again
by Eric Lochridge
He emerges from exile early in the trip, unshaved, bedhead, cargo shorts, T-shirt, flipflops and a half-cracked smile. Loose behind the wheel, he uncorks a bawdy joke involving the tailpipe of the slow driver ahead. Freed two weeks from the masks—budget overlord, enforcer of curfews, master of developing young lives. Freed from the Continue reading
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Raspberry Vanilla Zephyr
by Karen Fayeth
Be cool, man, be cool, said the voice inside Billy’s brain as he looked at Josey Adams looking at a pillow top Posturepedic with double lumbar support.
Boy, I’d support every single one of her lumbar, that same voice said. Continue reading
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Whippoorwill
by W.T. Pfefferle
I am sorry for the sound of the whippoorwill.
I take back the things we said in Tucumcari.
I reset my watch to the top of each hour,
before the whippoorwill, Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
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