Transaction
Poetry by Pam Carter, in a rhyme-time people frame of mind.
Passover Drunk, Eleven Years Old
Why is this poem different from all others? A bit of Pesach reminiscence from Max Reif.
Weekly E-Book: A Nonsense Anthology
It’s a day of nonsense here at the Star, so we bring you this from Carolyn Wells.

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