The flag hangs quiet, but it feels too loud, like it knows something we don’t say out loud. Porch lights flicker on streets that used to feel safe, now every … Continue reading “America” by Anna Edinger-Revette
Circle Drive by June Kosier
Many years ago, my parents bought a house at 8 Circle Drive. “So, what?”, you say. Well, the name was a misnomer. The street only had ten houses on one … Continue reading Circle Drive by June Kosier
What if? by Lourdes Santiago
What if I could be myself, Not someone placed on a shelf. Not be judged by society, Raised according to propriety. What if I took the wheel of my life, … Continue reading What if? by Lourdes Santiago
A Fictional Version of Me by Anna E. Revette
If I wrote myself into a story, some things would stay the same. I would still carry words in my pockets like small stones collected from rivers; sentences, questions, half-written … Continue reading A Fictional Version of Me by Anna E. Revette
A COLLAGE THAT IS MY LIFE by Lourdes Santiago
I believe that we are a collage of all the people we meet and the influence they have good or bad in our lives. During the early years of my … Continue reading A COLLAGE THAT IS MY LIFE by Lourdes Santiago
A Negative Becomes a Positive by June Kosier
“If you can see life as a learning experience, you can turn any negative into a positive.”- Neve Campbell. It was the summer of 1971. I recently started my first … Continue reading A Negative Becomes a Positive by June Kosier
What I Thought I Lost by Anna E. Revette
The day everything unraveled felt like the last straw— heartbreak already heavy, grief sitting quietly in every corner of my life. It felt like another door closing when I had … Continue reading What I Thought I Lost by Anna E. Revette
STUCK IN THE RAIN by Lourdes Santiago
It was my first vacation, visiting with relatives, to the little town of Fajardo, Puerto Rico. I was born there but had never returned. We stayed at my Aunts house … Continue reading STUCK IN THE RAIN by Lourdes Santiago
To Shovel or Not to Shovel by June Kosier
Back in the early ‘80s, my husband, John, worked on the grounds crew at the Albany County Airport. That meant when it snowed, he drove a huge snow plow to … Continue reading To Shovel or Not to Shovel by June Kosier
