Vol. 3, Issue 17
“I stand in the church sanctuary, offering my part of Mom’s eulogy, and I gaze over the crowd. My family, my friends, all eyes on me with care, with love, understanding and sharing my grief. I know that politics do not finesse or trump love. But why does it take death to help me regain my perspective on who, and what, matters in my life?”
-Terry Barr, “A Political Eulogy”
All I Do is Win | Photography
Political Climate (Hopes and Dreams Crushed in the USA) - All I Do Is Win I have always photographed things that catch my eye, especially the more mundane or overlooked those things might be. I am particularly drawn to views of nature, sky & ground and abstracted...
The Bird Avenger | Fiction
Numbers are a random way to measure life. Thirty years on this earth. Thirty days in a month. Thirty days until my next period. Thirty bucks to fill the car. Thirty days of community service. Thirty hours until I surrender to the county sheriff. Thirty days in jail....
Sharon Wishnow | Interview
Sharon Wishnow in conversation with DW McKinney Sharon J. Wishnow is a writer from Northern Virginia. Her fiction writing has earned an honorable mention from Glimmer Train’s final fiction open, appeared in The Grief Diaries, UC Denver -The Human Touch Journal,...Follow Us
