Heather

I must keep loading more photos of alpine bogs on Wikipedia to substitute for real travel. I have found the gathered heather, drying after the scythe, to be naturally deficient, despite their colors and texture but the photographs….suffice? Yes. Someday, I’ll skip stones from a seated position on a much larger, flatter stone. I will…

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Beach Prints

Using a calligraphy pen, she traced the side of my face onto crisp paper stock, mutton chops and tam stitched in profile. She shared it before king oaks in the UNC courtyard.   Journalism camp, a random choice, but lent to the surprise, and a walk and a swim. Calendar pages turned and we sat…

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The Bridge

The old man rested his elbows against the rail of the bridge and contemplated the churning depths below. He was ready to be done with his problems. He held the plastic card over the rail and let go. There. He would never be tempted to spend himself into so much debt again. Sammy shivered under…

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Brian Cooney

Exploit the Masses Anyone who violates any of The exclusive rights of the copyright Owner as provided by section One- Oh-Six through One-Twenty-Two or of the Author as provided in section One- Oh-Six A(a) is a low down liar. I will see him at dawn, see him at ten Paces. This is not Garfield’s dog,…

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M. D’Alessandro: Featured Author

She Takes the Bus I’m watching her eat, gathering soup with a spoon from the far side of the bowl, a precise calculation, is she educating me? But I’m remembering it wrong, when did we order soup? Was it the chicken soup I placed before her at my kitchen table, under the grandmother curtain, the…

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On several paintings by Monet, or a dispute between lovers

An aspen or two hundred and fifty blurred nymphae, of these I dream in a coarse habit and wake gasping, convinced of the withering performed by dew and a thousand sediments. Shaken roughly at matins, and rolling nearer the scorched logs, you murmur sleepily, “This is only artifice.” And adding after taking glasses from the…

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