CHARLIE J. STEPHENS I’m up and it’s 4:30 a.m. I’m going to go ahead and blame it on Ducky. Usually, this little rescue dog carefully tiptoes around my sleeping body to Elena, climbs onto her chest, and scratches her really hard on the face. (Sorry Elena.
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Charlie J. Stephens’s writing feels so light, a lovely counterpoint to the truths and the weight each story carries. I loved Charlie’s story “The Owl…
CHERYL CLARK VERMEULEN It starts the day before—at night I list potential memories to plumb. Not being a morning person I need a starting place for my…
CHERYL CLARK VERMEULEN and I had an event together in July in Provincetown. It was hot and humid, about to rain, but what fun to listen to her read from…
CASSANDRA LANE The black morning unfurls her tentacles and nudges my mind awake. My body, though, is still a hull of iron stuck at the bottom of the…
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CASSANDRA LANE was eleven years old when she told her mother she wanted to be a writer—but she added that she wanted to be "behind the scenes." Well…
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ALEXANDRA ZAPRUDER This winter morning breaks not-too-early, though the light in my room is a dim soft blue even at 8 a.m. Lulu, our large…
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