Posts Tagged ‘ XII.I ’

“The Doctor, the Lawyer, the Indian Chef,” by Linda Lowe

Apr 20th, 2015 | By

After giving birth to triplets, their exhausted mother lay down on the couch and fell into a deep sleep. Thus the triplets were left to their own devices.

When it was time to go to school, the Doctor went dressed in a long white coat, with the collar of his crisp white dress shirt and knot of his blue silk tie peeking out the top. He wore jeans instead of slacks because he was still in possession of a little boy’s body, a stocky one at that.

“Childhood,” by Jeremiah Budin

Apr 20th, 2015 | By

As kids, we were always getting in trouble—fights with other neighborhood kids and bad report cards and petty arson, and for the most part Mom took it in stride. But there were times when we pushed her too far, and that was when our middle names would come out. “Alexander Lawrence Hidecress,” she’d say, and my back would stiffen reflexively, sweat beading on my face.

Two Poems by Nancy A. Henry

Apr 20th, 2015 | By

It’s true that I have started avoiding you.
What did you expect?

Two Poems by Michael Estabrook

Apr 20th, 2015 | By

Reaching out from under
my brother’s bed grabbing
his leg and screaming

“I Am Not A People Person,” by Nancy Gauquier

Apr 20th, 2015 | By

Don’t get me wrong, I like people
once in a while and in moderation,
I like people who are high
in energy and low in calories,
but never more than one or two at a time,
because I am way too easily influenced.