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  • Roselyn Elliott wrote a new post 7 years ago

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    Friday is library day for Ray who picked Friday because it kinda rhymes with library and other days don’t so much and becoming well-read and new worldly is high up on the list in Ray’s […]

  • Podcast: Exit in a blaze of glory.

    A short story performed by Jennifer Sims.

    Read the story online: Tips and Guidelines for Becoming a Shooting Star by Ashley Morrow

  • Erika Raskin wrote a new post 7 years ago

    It was a sticky, overcast August day in the Connecticut River Valley, and it was going to be a heavy one.

    Already, at 9:00 in the morning, Ed was poking his head into a series of little rooms upstairs in […]

  • Elizabeth Howard wrote a new post 7 years ago

    Shoes is the story of the artist’s aging father who needed to give up a good pair of shoes because they no longer offered enough support. Harris inked the soles of these shoes and walked in them to make p […]

  • The oranges are all shaved. Rind showing—not undressed or peeled open, mind you, just
    stripped for garnish. This is another way of saying you threw a cocktail party—which is another
    way of saying you got you […]

  • The quarterly meeting of Streetlight’s editorial staff had just ended. It was a particularly uplifting one. It’s incredibly gratifying to be part of a team that is committed to ushering art into the world. We tac […]

  • If I had to pick a color to write about, it would be green. Leafy green, bold green, hunter’s green, the way it washes over the landscape after days and days of rain. Months of green from the beginning of May w […]

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    Collage has always been at the center of my creative work. I began by accident or twist of fate, with a pile of magazines and a pair of little pink scissors. A fun project to do something crafty turned […]

  • SPRING CHILL

    With the spring day
    coursing cool

    in the shade,
    I turn a street corner

    and, struck by sun,
    feel

    a recollection
    start to formulate, not

    as an image, or even
    as an […]

  • Trudy wrote a new post 7 years, 1 month ago

    Sometimes, modern life feels dried out and far away from what nourishes. In our chase to connect, we climb ladders that promise better tomorrows and disconnect from what feels good under our feet. We forget the […]

  • Doris said, “Seems like it might snow. First of the season.”

    She turned from where she stood in front of the kitchen window and looked at Martin. He was sitting at the table holding a nearly full glass of mil […]

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    Podcast: Down and out and on the brink of even worse.

    A short story performed by Joe Guay.

    Read the story online: Turkeys by R.H. Emmers

  • Last month, as we celebrated our daughter’s 17th birthday, it struck me that we would enjoy only one more birthday celebration together as a family unit before she heads off to college. Her birthday falls in O […]

  • I call him Fenimore
    To remember his species.

    Each morning
    I walk to the mailbox
    And look to see him,
    Cased against the cold
    In his feather cocoon of wings and trapped air.
    He seems less a hawk than
    An […]

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    I probably started working towards becoming an artist in middle school in Charlottesville. I made little comics to sell to my friends and I’d fill up my homework and test sheets with doodles in the […]

  • When I was five years old my stepdad, Bill, found Precious as a stray kitten in the parking lot of his office and brought him/her home. We had him/her fixed at the appropriate time, but later, no one could […]

  • Feeding

    The redpolls arrived like Christmas cards
    scattered beneath our backyard feeder,
    little red seals atop their heads
    like wax on parchment.
    What might be the medieval message
    they brought to the […]

  • Poetry and publishing: two topics that seem diametrically opposed, if you look at them under the perspective that’s the norm in the USA—that of business, capitalism, popular culture. Shake off that norm, how […]

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    The familiar constriction arose in her chest. She followed the dark echoes of her husband’s steps; his gait sober as cold coffee. Heel, toe. March. She giggled at the image of her husband as a soldier. Hi […]

  • What a loving tribute to Ann and a “memento mori”
    for us all.
    Thank you.

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