Fiction and Empathy
“Was someone asking to see the soul?” -Walt Whitman A terrible fact of our humanity is our...
Read MorePosted by George Ovitt | Aug 18, 2011 | Literary Matters
“Was someone asking to see the soul?” -Walt Whitman A terrible fact of our humanity is our...
Read MorePosted by Katrina Gray | Aug 16, 2011 | Editorials / Op-eds
Hector and Paris. Dmitri, Ivan, and Alyosha. And, yes: Atticus and Jack. We’re featuring brothers...
Read MorePosted by Shya Scanlon | Aug 16, 2011 | Flash Fiction
Tim was two years older, had a better bike, and knew the streets. It was all Shya could do to...
Read MorePosted by Michael Meyerhofer | Aug 16, 2011 | Poetry
Good, but maybe not so good as he thinks he is, says the retired professor sipping merlot at the...
Read MorePosted by Martha Williams | Aug 16, 2011 | Flash Fiction
Kiss, kiss. Your lips pucker up, dredging the air for the next chink-chink, the next illicit drag,...
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