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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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A Place In The Middle Of Nowhere

By James Seals I laugh at the irony as the country music group Little Big Town sings about the boondocks: a phrase that Oxford English Dictionary tells us derives from the Tagalog word bundok which means mountain. Little Big Town sings that they feel no shame they’re proud of where…

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The Yellow Line

By James Seals Someone suggested that I am the hyphen, that I am the dash that connects W.E.B. DuBois’s double-consciousness; DuBois’s beautiful concept that allows me to accurately describe my pain. I am the hyphen. Because I am neither Filipino nor American. I am the middle. I am the tick-mark;…

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