Posted by aleximou on January 31st, 2006 under Journal
A few years ago we stayed at the hotel on the lake. We shared a room and had a nice dinner with a view of the water.
There was a meeting going on at the hotel and we found ourselves in the middle of a lot of business activity–there were talks and meetings in all […]
Posted by Shiloh on January 31st, 2006 under Poetry
Squirrel oh squirrel high in a tree.
From joggers and children you constantly flee.
You’ve suffered through heartache bruises and cuts;
all in the name of saving your nuts.
Pigeon oh pigeon from darkest to lightest!
When speaking of fowl your kind aren’t the brightest.
What a moth is to moonlight you are to stink.
If not for garbage you’d all be […]
Posted by erma on January 31st, 2006 under Journal
We meet at the small Israeli restaurant on Rand Street. We haven’t seen each other for months, but talk and laughter come easily.
When we were young, we were inseparable. I always thought we’d be the best of friends. But we have trouble with even the smallest distances between us. […]
Posted by lee on January 30th, 2006 under Poetry
The grayish hues, banish the blues
To further places and unfamiliar faces
A haunting breeze, connects the leaves
To waters rough and tougher stuff
Where are all the people gone?
Why did all the people run?
The regulars all hide in their pockets
To safer ground, the wise ones sound
But the few who sneak,
Through this violent peak
To embrace the range
Of natures strange […]
Posted by Eassum on January 25th, 2006 under Mystery
Continued from Perpetual state of disbelief
It’s funny how the taste of cold pizza generates feelings of nostalgia towards the inciting initial introduction. The event when the pizza was hot, when the taste was fresh and the company was moderately above average.
I had been out on the fringes for quite some time. I hadn’t felt […]
Posted by Eassum on January 18th, 2006 under Mystery
Waking up every morning with a sore head from the night before wore thin after a while. Strangers were beginning to cross the street when they caught sight of my scruffy demeanor. The stable light of Cresida had been extinguished from my life when she left me for a man who gambled for a living. […]
Posted by kmleahey on January 7th, 2006 under Other
Billy Flanagan, Tommy Feeney; names embedded in my mind; as well as Carmella Vasenelli too – although Carmella, once she got in high school, changed her name to Marie, less ethnic, though ethnic wasn’t a word we even knew. So did Sissy Brenchley. She changed her nickname to Teri. But in fifth grade we didn’t care […]
Posted by cccorlew on January 4th, 2006 under Journal
In 1965, seventh grade students didn’t question their teachers like they do today. So when Mr. Del Argo asked me and my fellow student if we wanted to go on a special Saturday field trip with him, we went.
Mr. Del Argo, the Science and Math teacher at Walnut Creek Intermediate School was about 9 feet […]
