by Chris Ketchum
Payette National Forest Continue reading
Tag Archives: Reflection
The Gargoyles of il Duomo di Milano
by William Hawkins
Not much troubles the gargoyles of il Duomo di Milano. They feel neither rain nor wind nor the scratch of lichen. They jut into space blind and deaf. Though I have heard they do know the sun, as even light can enter stone. Continue reading
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Marty and the Avatar Mal Nińo
by Ujjvala Bagal Rahn
In his den, Marty forgets to put things away.
Wrappings and boxes fall unnoticed to the floor,
Amazon purchases rest on his desk,
as he turns to the computer screen.
Mal Nińo never has to put anything away
because his hands are always empty, Continue reading
Keith Richards and Rebel Yell
by Leslie Armstrong
My cousin Elspeth was always going on trips to exotic places in hopes of meeting an improvement over the two husbands she’d already had. One spring in the late ’80s, while on vacation, she met a possible candidate. They’d spent only an evening together, but he was a real estate lawyer practicing in Connecticut, clearly solvent, and, other than his thick south-Boston accent, which offended her Cambridge ear, he was indeed a prospect. Could she invite him to dinner so my husband, Dewey, and I could check him out? Continue reading
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The Taste of Dirt
by Nancy Stricklen-Juneau
My mom’s 13th birthday gift was a kitten. Gray and white striped, she named it “Tabi”.
Tabi is important to this story, because, of all the things my mom was forced to leave behind, her name, her belongings, her friends, Tabi was what she remembered, even as an old woman, when dementia’s eraser wiped out most of her mind. Continue reading
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