El Gringo

El Gringo By Robert Bruce Drynan     This is a personal anecdote written through the eyes of Juan Mata, a laborer in the mill where I was assistant manager for two and a half years. He accurately describes the painful lessons I experienced in my earliest years as an expatriate in Cumaná, Venezuela. The

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The Calling

The Calling By Marcus Usherwood   I walk slowly forward, softly breathing the frosty morning air. The wall hangs over me like a wave about to crash. The sunlight catches the crystal flecks in the brickwork. Their reflexive light is growing, calling. I reach out to touch the surface and my hand passes through the

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SKROMSOST*

SKROMSOST* By Norah Valentine(*Skromnost. The Czech word even sounds like what it is: Modesty.)   I looked at a flat one day.  Its graceful lines had been altered by makeshift rebuilding with materials that had been scavenged in leaner days.  I thought: no.  I peered doubtfully into a small parlor where there was a wooden

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