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a statue of an angel appears to be blowing clouds into the sky from a horn

The Angel

By Phibby Venable An angel was perched delicately on the straight back chair in the corner, but everyone pretended not to see her. At least it appeared that way to fifteen – year old Katie, who couldn’t take her eyes off the golden wings and slim figure. “Mama, don’t you…

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Even Now

by Ann Minoff on the corner of rush and walton an incandescent bridge between the two halves of my mind momentarily shines as families crowd the stores carrying packages for their holiday tree my new grandson, daughter beside me when this intergalactic nexus flashes through the cheeriness and epidemic stimulation…

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Memories

by Ann Minoff like my mother when I eat food remains on the corners of the mouth most fingers and pants especially the black pair I wear all the time, crumbs on the chair and floor she wore animal prints leopard spots on her blouses skirts, pants, and shoes, even…

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