Snapshot: A Poem by Susan G. Duncan 

you were already the man we’ll come to know

standing when the rest of us fell

shouldering more than you should

finally, futilely

swinging for the fences.

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Summer of ’85: When You Look Up…

…you should see something brighter than stars By Sean J Mahoney 1. “One headline why believe it?” So Somalia was in the news recently and nothing reported had to do with pirates. It did instead have to do with drought and famine. And around the same time as the Somalia story, news broke of a […]

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Self-Portrait at 18 and Deep Light

By Charlotte Chadwick Self-Portrait at 18:  I was secret and becoming wolfish   1. I walk on the beach and the breeze slaps my face and as usual I talk to you and I almost hear you respond   I have so many questions unspeakable frozen hot all the small details you have so far […]

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The Very First Time–can anything ever be as great?

But there’s also something amazing about the way she experiences everything for the first time: like, being on land! Having legs! How she preens & poses in that torn sail, because it’s her first outfit! And who can forget the moment she sees a fork in the wild for the first time? Delight!

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So Many Stars

We looked up at our real stars from within her song,
not stoned, too young to drink even,
interlacing fingers, my arm inside of yours,
and you pressed against me like a drug, my drug, and
the mental image of the above shutter-clicked for my lifetime

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Halcyon Summer Days & Lessons Learned

This grew from who we were allowed to play with to where she ultimately spent her career as a teacher. She refused to teach in our all white neighborhood and instead taught in a south urban Phoenix area, where she believed she could truly make a difference in young people’s lives. And she did indeed.

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In Bohemia with Djuna Barnes

By LindaAnn Lo Schiavo    “Bohemia is a place where everyone is as good as everyone else!”   In January 1971, when I was working a full-time job while attending college and trying to launch myself as a freelance writer, I had recently moved to 4 Milligan Place in Greenwich Village. Our difficult Hungarian landlord Manny […]

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A Dangerous Nostalgia : Poetry by Aaminah Shakur

“The coming summer sun reminds me of fun times, sexy games, and community pow-wows, picnics, and hopscotch with the neighborhood children. It transports me to a fiction where I only remember the comforting things and can ignore all the reasons things had to change. I conveniently forget that I almost died there, more than once.”

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An Aging View of Diversity

By Raymond Baxter Isn’t it funny that most people remember their childhood days with rose tinted glasses? Those who haven’t had a terrible one, that is. I often remember 1980’s Scotland as a bustling metropolis of harmonious multiculturism and friendship. Where people would go out of their way to help their fellow neighbours, and it […]

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