By Amy Gordon I learned the word atrocious when I was eight on the day we were being taught to tie knots. Something about a rabbit coming up through holes, or diving down through holes, or going around trees. All the kids around me were directing their rabbits perfectly. My rabbit, evidently, was seeking greener
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By Sharon A. Harmon I called my dad for help finding a job. “You used to drive the big yellow school buses,” he said. “I know you can get a state job driving the big highway trucks.” So I filled out an application and wrote a letter to my state senator asking him to help
By Siegfried Haug I am reading a segment from my latest book, BAD SLEEP, a suspense novel set in Key West, Florida. The scene involves a couple of suspicious men and a fair amount of mayhem for my two main characters, Sue and Rosie. Sue looked frantically around the restaurant for a place to hide
By Joy Sakamoto No one asks me about my scars Except doctors, but that’s their job Though sometimes, even they take them for granted If they’ve read my chart, they know to expect them If they haven’t, there’s a brief moment of shock A pause Only once has someone sucked in a breath and exhaled
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by Steve Bernstein After an early dinner at Anthony’s apartment, we walked over to the basketball court in the projects. It was a warm early spring evening, April 4th 1968, still light out and the park was jumping. Anthony knew a couple of the guys and started talking us up. They looked over at me,
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by Ann C. Averill In first grade, the first thing I learn is that reading means groups. The first group gathers around the front table with Miss Fontaine. Their hard cover book, The Little White House, displays a boy in a cowboy suit riding a pony as if reading is galloping fun. Betsey Baum raises
by Jack McClintock Call me, Ishmael. My wife and I had taken a berth aboard the Ioffe, a converted Russian spy ship, in order to pursue my dream of visiting that legendary part of our planet. We boarded at Resolute Island well above the continental landmass and traveled north for seven days. During the two
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Join us on Saturday, Sept. 21, 2019 at 2 p.m. for FLASH: A Reading of Flash Fiction and Memoir by contributors to WriteAngles Journal at the Forbes Library, 20 West Street, Northampton. writeangles
On Saturday, September 21, 2019, at 2 p.m., we will hold our next WriteAngles Journal reading at Forbes Library, 20 West Street, Northampton, Massachusetts. Writer’s Guidelines for WriteAngles Journal will be distributed. The event is free and open to the public. Refreshments will be served. writeangles
by Beth Ann Jedziniak I received a catalog in the mail last week. As I thumbed through, I found a section with furry sweaters that I would never wear but yet I almost ordered one. In the 1980s, my mom had the ugliest fake fur coat. It was off-white-ish with yellow and brown clumps of
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