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Bikes on Seven Street

Bikes on Seven Street

A group of six met to ride bikes each summer night on Seven Street at about 7:30 p.m. Only one of them actually lived on Seven Street and of the six she was the only girl. The six met down the street from her ranch style home each night because it very nearly equidistant to each of their houses and […]

by Palmer Taylor· · 0 comments · Arts & Entertainment
Mr. Campbell

Mr. Campbell

Mr. Campbell made me laugh. I laughed despite my best intentions, biting my tongue, resentful, sitting in the back row with my arms crossed. He began class with a Bible verse. It was a Catholic school, and that’s how all classes started.  “The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: […]

Pen to Paper: 1.12.17

Pen to Paper: 1.12.17

I am longing for dark penumbra, a space where speculation becomes only the echo in the hollow spaces of my body. My favorite parts of myself are the one comprised of negative space, where my fingers fit in around my bones, so I can feel the solid substance of myself, can feel it disappearing. That Saturday it came back again, […]

by Esther Mathieu· · 0 comments · Arts & Entertainment
Pen to Paper: Mantra of the Unforgiven

Pen to Paper: Mantra of the Unforgiven

Who is she? you asked, and I said she swallowed the sun, sometime while I wasn’t watching, while the ghosts were speaking to me from the shadows, while you were watching the door and she came gliding in. You say we have the same face, but you can tell she isn’t me when she laughs because I never sounded like […]

by Esther Mathieu· · 0 comments · Arts & Entertainment
Pen to Paper: Excerpt

Pen to Paper: Excerpt

“Hello?” “Hi. I hope you don’t mind, someone let me in the front door.” Her voice was sultry and low, the type of voice that would accompany an ad for lingerie or chocolate or belong to some gorgeous, raven-haired actress. Herman looked through the peephole and saw a woman standing there, her tumbling blonde hair hidden by a hat pulled […]

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Pen to Paper: Prayers

Pen to Paper: Prayers

These prayers are to be walked— soft chalk pathways lined with rosebushes. How my purpose has caught in the hedgerows, tangled silver threads among the branches. How my bare feet learn the grit and sunwarmth. My face has tied itself to copper moon, my neck craned sideways into awkward angles, eyes in anxious contact with the sky. These prayers are […]

by Esther Mathieu· · 0 comments · Arts & Entertainment
Pen to Paper: The Stakes

Pen to Paper: The Stakes

Music had no substance anymore. Mr. Fisher felt this thought float through his mind lazily, and he trapped it back. How true. He listened to the mix of synth beats and keyboard and auto tune and took a gulp of his drink, first slow, then quick and greedy. He knocked back the remnants of the gin and tonic and quickly […]

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Excerpt from “Skeeball Sam’s”

Excerpt from “Skeeball Sam’s”

Leo waded his way through the black-lit section of fighting games with wobbly joysticks and shooters with red and blue pistols attached to their machines by rigid, black umbilical cords. Every few steps a vacant machine would challenge passers by with High Scores. Leo didn’t stop to look when his three letters LEO flashed at the top of each list. […]

by Palmer Taylor· · 0 comments · Arts & Entertainment
Pen to Paper: Variability

Pen to Paper: Variability

It’s simply fact that, when given two variables, they mix, group, add, subtract, and sometimes even multiply. This is why, when given the opportunity to tutor the heavenly Lena Geller in algebra, Scotty volunteers. Logically, he reasons, when there are two variables such as a Scotty and a Lena in an equation, they must interact. Somehow. Scotty picks a table […]

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“I-A” Excerpt

“I-A” Excerpt

I found Sandy first, pressed against the alley wall between Frankie’s Joint and the Pony.  It took me a moment to recognize who she was with, but I knew Steven’s hair anywhere.  Even from the back.  Even with Sandy’s fingers tucked in the middle of it.  I couldn’t see Steven’s hands, but I could see his lips.  And I could […]

by Harper Estey· · 0 comments · Arts & Entertainment