Literature

Morning with Edgar and Annabel

Morning with Edgar and Annabel By Steve O’Connor It was a frustrating morning for Edgar. He slapped his forehead three times and growled at the lone article that sat on his computer screen, the cursed cursor blinking stupidly at the end of it like a flashing warning of a cul…

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Living Madly: DIY

Living Madly: DIY By Emilie-Noelle Provost Over the last eighteen months, you’ve most likely noticed that the cost of everyday necessities has gone through the roof. The packages that many products come in have also gotten smaller. Just last week, when I went to buy my favorite brand of coffee,…

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Review of “Out of the Shadows of Angkor”

Review of Out of the Shadows of Angkor: Cambodian Poetry, Prose, and Performance Through the Ages Review by George Chigas  Out of the Shadows of Angkor is a comprehensive collection that spans the  entire literary history of Cambodian writing from the earliest inscriptions to the present. The text includes around…

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Dear Mary Lou,

Dear Mary Lou by David Daniel Dear Mary Lou, it’s been a long time since you’ve heard from me & vice versa. Why I’m writing now—a total shot in the dark—today I drove across one of the bridges on the Merrimack, the big river here where I live in Lowell,…

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Special Friends

Special Friends By Jack McDonough I have had a few special friends in my life and I suspect that’s probably true of everybody. You enjoy each other’s company, you share common interests and, especially, the same sense of humor. One of my special friends was a guy named Donn, whom…

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No Frigate Like a Book

No Frigate Like a Book Stephen O’Connor There was only one thing I hated about my new job at Worcester Associates, a wholesale fashion retailing distributor. They always began the work week with a 7:30 am meeting. And so, there I was, the recently hired Director of the Graphic Arts…

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Catch of the Day

Catch of the Day By David Daniel They were sitting a few seats away at the lunch counter, three of them, sun-browned, white-walled, wearing civvies. I pegged them as Coast Guardsmen, newly assigned to the station out on the point. I picked up a couple of the accents. One was…

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