Archive for August, 2011

June 1, 1967
poem by
Rob Currin

August 29, 2011

While the blood poured from your body, the day turned to night. The great eagle soared and swooped on his victorious flight. No, you shakily uttered, all the while, the rich men muttered, beaming as their rolls were buttered, as another mother became de-mothered. As you lay, the bullets spray and take away somebody’s tomorrow. And [...]

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fiction by
Kathryn Megan Starks

August 22, 2011

1. He said, “It’s going to be fine,” and that’s when I knew he would kill me. We got out ofthe car.The grass was crunchy beneath my feet. It was cold. I wasn’t wearing anything. Butbefore that I met him at a pot luck.He’d complimented me on my rosemary potatoes. “Not too mushy,” he’d smiled, [...]

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