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Poetry
If every present
is possible, how can we have eyes to see?
Poem of the Week
You ask, Could we have coffee? No, my truth, I’m still on this side.
Poem of the Week
The five notes, slowly, over & over, and with some light intent.
Story of the Week
Dad is catnip to the lady residents. He’s tall and lean, plus he’s got all his hair.
Story of the Week
“Folks need other folks, that’s all I mean. Especially here in the Ohio.”
Poem of the Week
Each year we fail to imagine how the days will blanch, the air will harden.
Poem of the Week
My father made me watch softball on ESPN 2 to help me stay alive.
Poetry
God is there between things, sitting at his own left hand.
Fall Contest Winners
His spirit shone fiercely, shaming the chasm by illuminating it.
Fiction
The social-media world was ablaze with his daughter’s bagunça.
Fiction
God doesn’t punish wrongdoing. Rewards multiply if tended to in secret.
Poem of the Week
We say America you are magnificent and we meant we are heartbroken.
Story of the Week
I saw the man for the first time in Budapest on the Széchenyi Bridge.
Story of the Week
Her mother always complained Sara was different after a night at Judy’s.
Narrative Outloud
His beginnings, his genesis as a writer, and the fateful connections between life and art.
Story of the Week
She is eight years old and doesn’t recognize the word divorce.
Story of the Week
Instead of attunement, I was given a pair of size 6 Toughskins.
Story of the Week
Truth, it seems, spills from movies and sitcoms in the wires’ wake.
N30B Winners
Boys called him Lorry Raja and imitated his high-stepping walk.
Story of the Week
Did Sharon and Roy make it harder or easier for their mother to leave?
Poem of the Week
Every room came furnished half-real & dead like mirrors on skin
Poetry
Knowing that it will end i saw myself again at the fair popping balloons
Poem of the Week
When you are a father, want sons. There is some math in this.
Story of the Week
Albert came to her rescue. “The Great Gatsby’s our religion,” he said.
Story of the Week
Michael Kohlhasas carried one virtue to too great an extreme.
Story of the Week
Gramps’ will was a fifty-year diary, all jammed onto two sheets.
Story of the Week
All diseases were conquered. Death was an adventure for volunteers.
Poem of the Week
If only to hold on by opening lord give me this one eighth day
Poem of the Week
Here’s the world, sweetheart. One word as small & large as a father.
Poetry
A boy in a dress vanishes beneath the sound of his own galloping.
Narrative Outloud
Don’t be afraid. The end of the road is so far ahead it is already behind us.
Narrative 10
Love’s not all that fun, but it saves you. And you should be saved.