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  • This is the place that emptied
    my father, sucking him
    through the tunnel of its straw.
    Four days into a farewell
    visit, I’ve overdosed
    on sunlight, rousing the insomniac within.
    The grass is g […]

  • Hi Kate,
    You’ll be able to find this as a hard copy in Streetlight’s 2022 anthology, which will come out next year. So glad you’re enjoying the pieces in our magazine!

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    There are two loves in my life, two passions on which I spend countless hours. On one side the world of science, biology, physiology, cells and smells, counters with a microscope, computers with software […]

  • ….1. France. Poppies blooming blood.

    Hedged by four sheets strung on wire, my grandparents
    spent their wedding night, December 1917:
    a New York married-barracks, moans muffled
    the night before the men […]

  • Every year, hundreds of new books on productivity are published on Amazon. Out of all these books, a significant slice is dedicated to productivity for writers. Many of the titles promise to teach us how to write […]

  • “Lose something every day. Accept the fluster . . .” (Elizabeth Bishop)

    Every once in a while I open
    one of too-many, tiny

    boxes, and there you are,
    bright stab of memory: My bra […]

  • Great reviews only for great books like yours, Katherine James! Thanks so much. Hope you’re writing!

    And good to hear from you Hettie. It was a great trip. Love scuppernong jelly!

  • “An artist is said to be original exactly when he takes up the challenge of tradition and makes us see something more than we already knew.” Demetri Porphyrios. Classical Architecture.

     

    I am a fund […]

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    Marie moved her mother Florence into an elder care facility only two months ago, but still got lost trying to find it. It was an incongruously red brick institutional building dropped into a suburban […]

  • Trudy wrote a new post 3 years, 8 months ago

    I once held my cousin in a Dixie cup. At least a part of him. The improvised committal on the banks of Nottoway Swamp was a fitting send-off for a man who wanted no ceremony. Prone to eccentricity and melancholia […]

  • It’s wrong to feel lucky
    when a poplar blooms.
    …………Branches spit out slender pinks below low clouds.

    In fields here, we find arrowheads.
    Ancient whispers on the ridge. One death begs […]

  • Susan Valas is the 3rd place winner of Streetlight’s 2022 Essay/Memoir Contest
    It’s a drizzly-gray day in the spring of 1966. I stroll out the back door and climb into my dad’s Thunderbird with minutes to spa […]

  • STREETLIGHT’S 2022 SUMMER FLASH FICTION CONTEST
    Send us your shorts by July 11!
    1st Prize — $125
    2nd — $75
    3rd — $50
    Entry Fee: $10

    CONTEST GUIDELINES:

    Up to 500 of your best, previou […]

  • STREETLIGHT’S 2022 SUMMER FLASH FICTION CONTEST
    Send us your shorts by July 11!
    1st Prize — $125
    2nd — $75
    3rd — $50
    Entry Fee: $10

    CONTEST GUIDELINES:

    Up to 500 of your best, previou […]

  • STREETLIGHT’S 2022 POETRY CONTEST
    August 15 to October 31
    1st Prize — $125
    2nd — $75
    3rd — $50
    Entry Fee: $10 FOR UP TO 3 POEMS

    CONTEST GUIDELINES:

    Up to three of your best, previously unpubli […]

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    This year’s flash fiction contest brought many great stories . . . and hard choices. (Seriously, it’s no lay-up trying to determine a winner when you have two judges with different writing backgrounds […]

  • Vigil
    Outside the nurses’ station,
    third floor east, twilight spreads
    its white canopy over
    the busy avenue of bright buildings.
    Down the hall, an orderly lofts a pale
    sheet over a vacant bed.
    In the next […]

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    I wholeheartedly believe in the power and value of art—whatever the avenue. The act of trying is the underlying variable of my art education, from solely writing poetry to putting energy towards visual po […]

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    Erik awakens full of pain, lying in a hospital bed in a propped position, his throat sore from the tube that snaked down into his mouth and nose, his limbs heavy and bruised. His head feels like it […]

  • Was I crazy to want to attend two different public events on a single hot summer’s day? Maybe, but after two years of the Covid pandemic, there were a couple of Fourth of July events I really wanted to a […]

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