The Distance Between Objects

…my running away from home in October 1991, when I was thirty-three years old. I’d been planning my escape for years, first as a child with an active imagination in rural Pennsylvania, then with a brief marriage the summer of my sophomore year of college in Crete, Nebraska. I collected my degree in art and education the weekend Mount Saint Helens erupted. It was the same weekend that I climbed into…

By Mimm Patterson

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Pasture Statues

…continued to pet the cow's cheek. Cate stroked the other, looking for signs of impatience in the otherwise stoic animal, searching its blank yet somehow knowing eyes for knowledge of her charade. What made her want to release the scream that had been lodged in her throat for inconceivable minutes was how Millie, sitting comfortably in her numb arms, was so far away from screaming; Millie, who had…

By Alfredo Salvatore Arcilesi

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Destiny Lines Rhetoric

…often been accused, among other things wholly unprintable, of being too liberal with rhetoric in my writing, as if I were a party politician sitting in opposition. My ideas have been attacked as mere rhetoric. While I do understand, having associated itself with politicians has given rhetoric a bad reputation - in truth, however, it makes the most of a thought; dressing it for effectiveness on occasion. For who would…

By PritiJ

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Yoga Nidra Meditation Script: For Stress

…you are lying down on the soft grass under the shade of a big tree. The wind is blowing quietly brushing your body making it feel like the wind is quietly embracing you. In front of you, there’s a lake in which clear water is flowing slowly. The wind and water are making beautiful calm music which is making you fall in the depths of the sleep. Above you, the sun is shining brightly blessing you with its warm…

By Soare Stapanire

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Wallflower Observations

“We were the wallflowers. The weeds. The throwaways.”

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…again I was left standing alone against the wall while the pretty ones all around me were chosen and floated off as though they were helium balloons on streamers which never touched the ground. The girls’ giggles when the handsome boys’ hands caught theirs and led them off lingered in the air on either side…

By Carmen Baca

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