NONFICTION Rene Diedrich A VALENTINE FOR THE WIDOW OF ROCK ‘N’ ROLL Barbara J. Campbell I WAS THE DEAN OF FUTURES STUDIES Anthony J. Mohr WE’VE GOT SWEATERS ARTWORK Sequoia Emmanuelle PHOTOGRAPHY J4 CARD POEMS The Writing Disorder • Winter 2016-17 FICTION Christopher Branson The Astrona...
but the writing went elsewhere, including a lot of snailmail letter writing. The last few weeks as another heaven anniversary of our son approaches, my writing mind wanders more. We have an amazing joy on Matthew’s anniversary date. I was ...
“Flowers” by Hard dope, Lex Morris and Veronica Bravo “All of Me” by CALE and Catching Sunrises “Mockingbird” by ReMan, Zentone and Banny On our way back to the hotel, we came across a Michael Jackson performance. The two accompanying dancers were dressed in rags and were dragging ...
my home town. Amongst family and friends – some of whom I hadn’t seen since the 70s – it was a joyous, if somewhat emotional, occasion. The highlight was the funeral biscuits I made with the help ( a lot) of my mum and auntie. Wanting to replicate the ...
I’d held on to one for four months without reading it and another followed me to yet another address making it quite clear that I wasn’t forgotten. The second one was a postcard so there was no excuse to wait to open the cute little seal as one would have to do for the first ...
We stepped into a living room with wall to wall faded light blue carpet. The fat yellow lab was trying to jump up on me, but unable to get her front paws more than an inch off the floor. “Oh, am I happy to see you,” said an old woman sitting on a dark blue sofa. Lot of...
Into a cave of wonders. The beast had decorated it’s historic home with huge flowers, placed here and there along the walls. It said the smell of the flowers helped to mask the odor of the cave, which some beings found offensive. Through my air-conditioned space helment, I couldn’t ...
I for one, especially of late, feel like I’m at a funeral when I go home. I see her: Guam as a fishbowl for so many different kinds of dying. As many of you know, while here with you at law school, I have always been there, too. My focus, always split. Three years later,...
Natural order on my horizon. Darwin doesn’t care if you aren’t prepared. Despite your ego, he’s already won. At first a passing thought. A whim. Weightless. “Nothing rocks my boat – I’m cool as they come.” But the waves churned deeper, breaking surface. ...
There have been two previous postcard posts – Shopping Precincts – UK and Shopping Precincts – UK Again. Plus visits to various locations Hanley, Preston, Salford, Coventry, Billingham and Swinton. So on a wet day in May, why not trawl the internet in search of old pastures new – wh...