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Two Dogs Howling

Two dogs sit howling. They stop. ONE starts up again. The other joins in.They stop, look at each other, look away and howl again. ONE stops. DOG ONEWhat are you howling about? DOG TWOThe moon. TWO rolls over on his back. TWOScratch my belly. ONE(Offended.)No. TWO starts to howl lying on his on back. ONE…

Author Spotlight: Larry Buenafe

Singular (Self-Published) by Larry Buenafe, Visalia, California, US Fiction Tell us about your book. Technology can save us. It can also kill us all if we’re not careful. How far will a parent go to save their child? If you’re John Taylor, you’ll go as far as it takes. The year is 2051. Due to…

Facing Ageism in a Pandemic

It’s never too late to do anything…except when you’re in a pandemic. Right? #agemism #pandemic

Remembering Juneteenth

Please, let’s never forget Juneteenth.

Maul it Over

I can’t hear you, but I know what you’re saying. My Nonna taught me how to read lips. She refused to wear a hearing aid. She said she’d earned her right not to listen to people’s shit. I was sitting on the floor watching F Troop. I thought the leading actor, Ken Berry, was cute….

Chicken Soup for the Soul’s “Breakfast in Northport” Goes High When They Go Low

The latest publication of Chicken Soup for the Soul highlights stories by Black women. “I’m Speaking Now, Black Women Share Their Truth in 101 Stories of Love, Courage and Hope” include 12 poems. One of the poems, “Breakfast in Northport’ written by spoken word poet, Zorina Exie Frey, gives a poised lesson on how to…

Treating Our Battered and Beautiful Wounds

After Amanda Gorman’s poem “The Hill We Climb” a Broward College Lecture at the Music, Film, Literature and Art Festival, “Admist the Chaos: Rise Up and Move Forward” A Letter from the Editor by Zorina Exie Frey We are coming home from a war we never left home for. Broken, wounded, and bruised. Still bleeding….