Steeped in Sepia
Poetry by Rochelle Jewel Shapiro.
Sunday Comics
Dance with me, my old friend, once before we go. Let’s pretend this song won’t end and we never have to go home — and we’ll dance among the chandeliers…And nothing matters when we’re dancing
In tat or tatters you’re entrancing. Be we in Paris or in Lansing, nothing matters when we’re dancing
Smoke and Lights
Fiction by Benjamin Goodly.
Forgiveness
Poetry by Samuel Ludke.
Sunday Comics
“There really isn’t any need for bloodshed, you just do it with a little more finesse. If you can slip a tablet into someone’s coffee, then it avoids an awful lot of mess.”
Let It Wait
Poetry by Philip Wexler.
Myanmar Coup: How the Military Has Held Onto Power for 60 Years
Another military coup adds to a long history of Burmese military control of the country. Michael W. Charney explains how the military manages their stranglehold.
A Tree Dies in Brooklyn
Dennis Nyback takes up arboreal pursuits with a moving truck.
Sunday Comics
For I’ve got something to help you understand! Something waiting there beneath the sand…My metal detector Is with me all of the time; I’m the inspector over the mine!
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