Chapter One It’s strange to grow old. I feel I’m the same person inside. All my life I was around people more or less my own age, and suddenly there are hardly any left. I think about death all the time. I guess you could say I’m apprehensive. I don’t want to suffer....
All the dogs in Guatemala are like this. It’s what Laurie wants to tell her, this college sophomore crying in the street over yet another brutalized puppy, except she can’t imagine a worse moment for explanations. “Come on, Arabella.” Laurie touches the girl’s...
It is rare to find a volume of poetry that stares so directly and honestly at life as does Anne Whitehouse’s new collection, Blessings and Curses. As the title suggests, Whitehouse intent is to encompass both the broadest and meanest aspects of human existence as...
About six months ago I was reading through an email from an action group and a light bulb went off in my mind. The message encouraged me to support the JUSTICE (Judicious Use of Surveillance Tools in Counter-terrorism Efforts) Act, which I did. But what caught my...
Mark Shannon is one of the 2009 Awards Program finalists. Below is an excerpt from the prologue and first chapter of his entry, In The Land of Cane. ——– The river was smooth and it wound murkily, rising with the seasonal rains and receding with the...
