June is here, and our stories reflect family loss and longing, unexpected meetings, and the solace of nature. We have a few pieces inspired by the recent poetry workshop led by Ben Jackson, a few that were read as part … Continue reading →

Ronald walked anxiously down Montague Place towards Russell Square. Taking care to avoid the cracks between the paving slabs, he approached the pedestrian crossing from the usual side but stopped short of the curb. He looked down at the bright … Continue reading →

People say they knew. You know, like twins or even soul mates. They say, “I just knew something was wrong. I’d had a bad feeling all day.” Or, “I felt it deep down in my core, I knew he was … Continue reading →

 Outside attentive                       raptor eager to feel                           nature under redwoods bits of sky                     through green a single bird calls warm aromas                from forest floor distant hills dappled sunlight           drifts of air an electric saw buzzing a single … Continue reading →

There are glimmers. Throughout the day. In the night, in the nodding-off moments that could be sleep, could be elsewhere, could be another life once lived or the one still to come. Fleeting. Blinks. Blink once: you are six. Twice: … Continue reading →

They were the only guests at the resort, other than me. Resort is a strong word—it was a few small cottages and a lawn. I was relieved when they arrived, no longer finding myself all alone in a tiny town … Continue reading →

Golden Boy is shaped somewhat like a honey bear with his conical red party hat. He appears to have a contended stillness to him, a fixity that is deceiving. You will notice that at any moment he might start making … Continue reading →

If God said congratulations you’ve won the lottery you get back twenty-five years and I’m on the blue and maroon couch again dazed as I stare at my unwrinkled forty-year-old hands then the screen door slams and I hear a … Continue reading →