When Did Water Become a Department? By Daria Hilton Morrigan must have seen the phrase “water department” close to half of a million times in her ten years as a meter reader for the San Francisco Public Utilities Commission. She never thought much about it. Without provocation, the question bubbled up one night as
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Replaced By Katina Pontikes She received antique roses weekly, heavily scented, red and perfect. Long romantic lunches were on Fridays; Wednesday nights were theirs alone. They had a special relationship, forged in mutual need and satisfaction. Both were passionate and content, wanted this to last forever. He only rarely referred to his wife and
Skin Deep By Bert Slocomb With so much divisiveness and national animosity saturating the airwaves, press and political arenas of the United States over the issue of ‘Race’ that it would be well to discuss what we mean by the word ‘race’. First, science has proved through world-wide DNA genetic tracking through the ‘female’
Hello By Margie Kean Here I am, back again And thoughts of you start flooding in, I like reliving that special day When, exhausted from the pounding waves We stretched out on our blanket, warm sun poring over us We drank it in Salt water drip-dried on our skin Leaving a fine silvery sheen
Any House Will Do By Margie Keane On one of our trips from Connecticut to California we happened to drive by Henryetta, Oklahoma and I saw a sign that said “Welcome to the Birth place of Troy Aikman. ‘Stop and pay a visit to his Homestead’ For those of you who don’t follow football, Troy Aikman
A Poet By Juan Sacelli a poet cannot be a christian a muslim, buddhist, Jew for those are old I’s in which everything seen is obscene a poet cannot be a capitalist marxist, theorist, socialist for those are old I’s in which every scene which is foreseen is still unseen a poet is neither
A Ballet Dancer In Russia 1986 By Gabrielle Blair My dream has been to visit Russia, now the Soviet Union, to see the best dancers in the world. It’s 1986 and I’m with a party of Canadian ballet students and teachers on a two-week tour of Leningrad, Minsk, and Moscow. I am no longer
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