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
Inset by Laurinda Lind
Stuck between panes and walls, here is a prophet poet in a church so packed I can’t reach what he says from inside myself in the rain, though I stay, … Continue reading Inset by Laurinda Lind
Should Have Listened to Naomi by William Gole
It was Sunday evening and I was returning to my Army barracks just north of Boston from my girlfriend’s apartment in Pittsfield, Mass. I was on my motorcycle, a Honda … Continue reading Should Have Listened to Naomi by William Gole
Remnants of You by Lourdes Santiago
Out by the pool on a summer day. perusing Pictures that were stowed away, I smile to myself “how I have aged,” imagining you still look the same A word … Continue reading Remnants of You by Lourdes Santiago
Writing prompt submission by Addison Mead
A ship‘s greatest adversary, long vast and blue. Mighty its depths, warping of time, fossils those who once knew, an expanse of such a great distance. The trance tying time. … Continue reading Writing prompt submission by Addison Mead
A Story Full of Horse Manure by June Kosier
“Money, if you should pardon the expression, is a little bit like horse manure. It doesn’t do anyone any good unless it is spread around encouraging young things to grow.” … Continue reading A Story Full of Horse Manure by June Kosier
Ice Coating by Duane L Herrmann
Coating everything: ice has come. Gentle mist at night coating, freezing all. When sun shines and refracts light: an astonishing sight, but treacherous for walking, driving, sliding.
Signs of Joy by Duane L Herrmann
Joy for the flowers continue to bloom, joy for the clouds sail silent by. joy for the breeze continues to caress, joy for sunsets that spangle the sky, joy for … Continue reading Signs of Joy by Duane L Herrmann
The Art of Nursing by June Hannay Kosier
I have been retired from nursing for six years after having nursed for fifty years. I tremendously miss caring for patients. However, I am glad that I had a … Continue reading The Art of Nursing by June Hannay Kosier
