Woody Way

(From the Songbook of Public Forgetting) By Eddie Glenn   Hey, Woody Guthrie, I’m in your…


Why I Teach

By Randii Harrald     The reason that I educate and teach, Goes beyond what people may…


When We Were Kids

By Percy Totten   When we were kids, We had too much energy But all we wanted to do was……


What I Say When We Are Writing

By Linda Russo   In those words are windows of o’s Through which the heart flows   Tender…


The Socio-political Anarchistic Nihilistic Subterranean Homesick Blues . . . Rap

By Stephen Boyd Cates   Whatcha gon do when the grid goes down And ya can’t text your baby…


Reflections on a Young Lady

By David Edwards “Thus if you talk of a beautiful woman you mean only something flying fast which…


Our Small Universe

By Sarah Stecher   I watch my memoir students free-write, their heads bent over paper, words…


One Is All and All Is One

By David Nnaji   One is All and All is One   Everything we see and everyone we meet eddy…


On Tatjana, Veiled Head, Tight View, by Herb Ritz

By T. Allen Culpepper   In a portrait Ritts shot at Joshua Tree, her head wrapped in black…