Recent Writing

I Wrote A Poem For My Best Friend’s Wedding

by Mike Cohen First of all, I have to thank Mrs. Popkin. I mean, Alice. I know, I know. I’ll try not to do that again, Alice. But it’s hard to call someone Alice who drove you to Hebrew class, not to mention dancing lessons, when you were a little…

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Christmas Eve

by Casey Dare the smooth bore, breech-loaded, single barrel shotgun bangs an answer to the whispered questions—   why do they fight? why does mama cry? is he still hitting her? Why won’t someone help us? cold December night lit by lights on the evergreen trees, blues reds whites blinking…

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The Cotton Gin

by Robert Scott Because he was afraid, John Kirk Ormsby, the new managing overseer to that great patch of fertile North Carolina land known as Excelsior Plantation, had passed the night in his office and not at home comfortably in his wife’s good bed.  The whitewashed mill office was dimly…

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