Articles 2015

The Ex

The Ex By Mel Goldberg   I had no idea what prompted her to call me after twenty years. I didn’t know she had the number at the college, although I had been teaching here in Flagstaff for thirteen years. The department receptionist only said, “You’ve got a call waiting from some woman who won’t

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The Dream

The Dream     Homeless. Footloose. I met him quite by chance. I taught him to ride a bike, My bike, Shiny, new – white, with many gears. Wobbly, insecure, a big child, Smiling his toothless grin, Laughing his achievement.   He disappeared with my new bike. Long after, he returned, The bike now black

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