The Collages of Ann Calandro   Collage artist Ann Calandro drew a lot as a child and wanted to be an artist when she was grown. Not getting into art school, she ended up […]

Cole Shows Set-up by Molly O’Dell late afternoon      on the day before openingcarnival workers prepare their week’s work for the 69th annual Buchanan carnivalRV’s and duallys […]

Santa, Undone by Travis Flatt He taps on my door. You’ve got to hand it to a seven-year-old for knocking. That lesson he learned even before reading. “Please knock,” his mothe […]

It is Coming to Get Us by Fred Wilbur Several months ago, a fellow Streetlight editor wrote a Street Talk blog about her frustration with pestering and inappropriate advertising […]

There's a Beer that Tastes Like June 1981 by Harry Lee James Once upon a time I was a soldier living in a small town on the eastern most edge of what was known at the time as West Germany. To the East, a […]

Le Francais et Moi by Miles Fowler The other day, I was watching a TV program set during World War II. An American bomber group was about to drop leaflets over Nazi-occupied territory. […]

Moonburst and Shortcuts, 2 poems by J. R. Solonche MOONBURST It was wan. It was white. It was sickly white. It was filled to full with white. It was white as a sheet. It saw a ghost. It saw […]

A Winter's Tale by Trudy Hale 4:30 a.m. A barely audible humming wakes me from a deep sleep. It’s a faint yet unfamiliar sound. I am used to the quiet, to the ordinary sounds, so t […]

Some Stories by Claire Scott Some stories last long past their appointed hour, like light from expired stars. Like leftover houseguests or five day fish. We walk toward […]

All’s Fair in Love and Teacher Gifts by Ellen Weeren Even though it was early June, Elena wore an oversized, off-white cable-knit cardigan to the grocery store. The gift cards were displayed near the […]

Frankie Slaughter Shows at Quirk Gallery   Streetlight: When and how were you introduced to art? Frankie Slaughter: When I was growing up, my mother, a modern dancer, art historian […]

Old News by Joseph Kleponis It was late afternoon in fall or spring Because we were not wearing heavy coats. The pale sun was just starting to squinch down. As we left the […]

The Drawings of Lorraine Caputo     During my growing up, I experimented with many media. I taught myself how to dig and process clay from local stream beds. I taught m […]

Kali Gandaki by Connie Clark I have a fear of heights. It is a fear of depths, too. Stand on the edge of the Grand Canyon and look down? No, no matter how beautiful it may be. Sit […]

You Are Here by Erika Raskin I’ve written previously about missing a sense of direction and thought an update might be warranted: It still sucks. Recently, when I was […]

Butter Moon by Lydia Gwyn   The full moon is bright yellow tonight. She watches it rise above the tree line as she drives, rising above the high school building, the […]

The Long Goodbye and Solving for X in a Pandemic, 2 poems by Carlene M. Gadapee The Long Goodbye The dishes undone, the laundry undone, the checkbook balance impossible to follow or read. Then, the falls. So many falls. It […]

Remedy for an Excited Amygdala by Billie Hinton On the first cold night since early last spring fog rolls onto the farm like a tide. I wake to a cloud buckling in the arena, around the barn, down […]

Autumn Landscape by Elizabeth Mercurio How do you bear the middle-aged body, all its longing— ……    a body grown round. It doesn’t curve with the same sweetness it did on days […]

Merry Christmas from Streetlight!   Merry Christmas from all of us at Streetlight!!