Anomaly, Part Two

Anomaly, Part Two

Anomaly, Part Two By Jennifer Milne ; To read Part One of “Anomaly” first, click here.  SIXThe Future It felt like I’d frozen. Then like I was on fire. Then what I imagined it felt like to be a square peg being shoved violently through a round hole. Then I...
A Visit to Storm King Art Center

A Visit to Storm King Art Center

A Visit to Storm King Art Center By P.J. Walsh ; …before the mind intoxicateWith present objects and the busy danceOf things that pass away, a temperate showOf objects that endure.—Wordsworth I guess it started with Instagram. Not a very high-minded medium, but there...
Fate Knocked at My Door

Fate Knocked at My Door

Fate Knocked at My Door By Laila El-Sisssi ; That evening while the sun prepared to set, we followed the daily mealtime routine. Around the dining table, we settled into the seats our father had assigned. With Rawyia to my right, I sat as rigid and brittle as an old...
Lines of Paint in My Mind

Lines of Paint in My Mind

Lines of Paint in My Mind By Nicholas Voyta Sailer ; Written on July 30, 2014 For A Story Each Day The streets of Raleigh are marked and lined with construction spray paint—the kind that workers use to denote where electrical wires are buried. Where to dig and where...