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Contributor Series 5: Dramatis Personae, Phantom Limbs of Family Trees

05.21.10 Posted in Contributor Series 5, today's words by

Contributor Series 5: Dramatis Personae Phantom Limbs of Family Trees By Bryan Borland I am history’s orphaned sibling, the retold story of the men in my family and our phantom brothers. Granddaddy named my mother after Sergeant Morley Joe Colvin, 323rd Bomber Squadron, 91st Bomber Group, a nosedive casualty, he holds our place in the […]


Contributor Series 5: Dramatis Personae, A Sestina for Little Picasso

05.20.10 Posted in Contributor Series 5, today's words by

Contributor Series 5: Dramatis Personae A Sestina for Little Picasso By Brad Nelson My son’s favorite color–red, but he also likes orange, prefers colored pencils yellow, wants his crayons green, likes to watercolor with blue, and loves to finger paint in purple. Giraffes should be purple spotted in red with five legs of blue– or […]


Contributor Series 5: Dramatis Personae, Especially Borges

05.19.10 Posted in Contributor Series 5, today's words by

Contributor Series 5: Dramatis Personae Especially Borges By Ray Sharp I woke last night on the living room floor confused about the moon and the orientation of windows uncertain even of my right hand and left and if my dog were a god. Would Borges have known if he were the same man from day […]


Contributor Series 5: Dramatis Personae, I am

05.18.10 Posted in Contributor Series 5, today's words by

Contributor Series 5: Dramatis Personae I Am By Ailill I am a dream dreaming up a new song in the stillness before the dawn to celebrate the beginning of day, awakening to my place as a rising flame. I become a reflection inspired by the light of another fire, sustained by earth’s leaves, air’s breath, […]


Contributor Series 5: Dramatis Personae, Inner Lives

05.17.10 Posted in Contributor Series 5, today's words by

Contributor Series 5: Dramatis Personae Inner Lives By Bob Christin That scruffy bearded homeless man pushing a cart of broken dreams stares out at the world in a trance, eyes unseeing, pointed straight ahead to protect himself from scorn, side glances of discomfort. His feeling locked or missing. He is independent, a person fully human […]


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