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"Birth, School, Work, Death": Contents & Contributors for Summer/Fall 2019.

“Birth, School, Work, Death”: Contents & Contributors for Summer/Fall 2019.

We present our Summer/Fall 2019 issue–“Birth, School, Work, Death” … Four phases of life, with the beauty in the details. If you wish, you can go to the Table of Contents and Contributors’ Notes on Medium here: Contents. All of our features are published there, too. Here’s what you’ll find in this issue … All...
"After the Wake, Gramma Ruth Communes with Her Beloved," a poem by Ellen Kombiyil.

“After the Wake, Gramma Ruth Communes with Her Beloved,” a poem by Ellen Kombiyil.

“It didn’t flare like tissue or burn to ash but hovered many minutes …” To enjoy this feature as a broadside, drag the image to your desktop … or scroll down to read the poem in plain text. After the Wake, Gramma Ruth Communes with Her Beloved 1. “There in a jar, emptied of buttons — mama put a...
"Losing Babies," a poem by Margaret Rogal.

“Losing Babies,” a poem by Margaret Rogal.

“… girls in their angel boxes, she and she and she …” To enjoy this feature as a broadside, drag the image to your desktop … or scroll down to read it in plain text. Losing Babies   for Laura and Adam – Soft as buttermilk, smooth butterball, bright as lemon yellow button, angel cake,...
Now LIVE: our new issue, "Birth, School, Work, Death."

Now LIVE: our new issue, “Birth, School, Work, Death.”

We present our Summer/Fall 2019 issue–“Birth, School, Work, Death” … Four phases of life, with the beauty in the details. See the Contents and Contributors by clicking here. If you wish, you can go to the Table of Contents and Contributors’ Notes on Medium here: Contents. The format on Medium is slightly different. Cover image:...
"Wordless," an essay by Susan Moldaw.

“Wordless,” an essay by Susan Moldaw.

All we can say at the end. “She rubs my knuckles and down each finger with even sweeps of her thumb, her other hand bent clawlike beside her face.” Orange Memorial Hospital. Photograph by Chad Hunt. The old woman lies in the fetal position in her hospital bed, breathing the slow, rhythmic sighs of death. She moans,...