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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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Smoking floating in the air

My Decoration (The Janitor’s Monologue)

by Ron Dowell (This story contains drugs/addiction.) Agent Orange tainted weed fucked me up in Nam.Back in the world, drugs retarded me. Ihallucinated and failed a four-way stop sign.My road dog crashed the windshield.           I’d go back and changeif I could.                               Please help me, Jesus.          Nobody had told me shit. Lies…

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Lit torch in the dark

People Get Ready

by Ron Dowell                                                                        after “(Don’t Worry) If There’s a Hell Below,                                                                        We’re All Going to Go.”                                                                                 Curtis Mayfield                                                                        Mayfield lit the torch in black dark,                                                                       said Keep on Pushing when kept apart                                                                       from parks, restaurants, movies.                                                                       My face turned black-hot when called                                                                       a nigger. So, I love music                                                                       that interrogates ears, tastes                                                              like conflict, has disorder’s stench,                                                              a…

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