Archive | March, 2015

Gerald Stanek

Gerald Stanek | Sighting…and Compassion

Sighting through twilight she moves towards me luminous gossamer spanning the eastern sky amidst thousands deep in darkness I crave her notice but a call, gesture or breath would disenchant she is metaphor one of myriad masks embodied grace radiating equally on all yet I see my not the beloved at last her gentle gaze pierces my heart I am raised a clarion rings over the valley someone’s phone flashes […]

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Leslee Goodman | ‘The curse’…and a blessing

I KNEW IT WOULD HAPPEN EVENTUALLY. It had already to most of my friends. Mom had even told me what to expect before she died—before we even went to the Dominican Republic, the summer before I started junior high. Still, it was a shock to stand up from the toilet and see blood in the water. I yelped like a stepped-on puppy and stared, fascinated, at the clot of red […]

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