by Frank Morelli What’s in a name? A title? Is it a simple attribution for the reference of outsiders? A sound that rolls from the
by Frank Morelli What’s in a name? A title? Is it a simple attribution for the reference of outsiders? A sound that rolls from the
by Laurel Dowswell Change is an intimate friend. A bosom friend, as one of my favorite young bookish characters, Anne of Green Gables, hoped to
by Susan Woodring First deny everything. You are not a writer. You are not a dancer. You are not, in fact, dancing. You have never
by Corey Mesler I wrote my first poem in 4th grade, a re-wording (read plagiarism) of “The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere.” The teacher made
by Susan Woodring I have a lot of sympathy for lead. In the days of alchemy, it was considered a base metal and, for many
by Corey Mesler I am often asked (well, as often as people talk to me and think I might have something interesting to say) who