Zarina Zabrisky 9/11: I have mentioned before that I was booked to fly United Airlines Flight 93 on September 11, 2001, from Newark to San Francisco, with my family. It crashed in […]
Dispatch #054
SF Creative Writing Institute
Dispatch #053
The World at Golden Way Our House in Quarantine By: Hilary King Kitchen One morning I wake up and the kitchen is empty. The cabinets beneath the stove, empty. The shelves above […]
Dispatch #052
4 Covid-19 Poems By: Marianne Peele Chicago, IL * Sent in on 8-30-2020. (some poems written in Florida) We Have Grown Soft During This Pandemic August 30, 2020 Belly soft. Hands soft […]
Dispatch #51
Overmorrow Andrew J. Thomas Yesterday was the same as today; is the same as tomorrow. Each day passing, one foot in front of the other, a long aimless walk into wilderness. Our […]
Dispatch #050
Pandemic Gratitudes Melissa Eleftherion Good air quality today A house and a job Simplified hysteria Kitten antics No fights today Enough money to pay the bills Warm bed Glad I’m not a […]
Dispatch #049
A Day in the Life of a Mom Carla petree Skill Drills 8:15 am – healthier lifestyle YouTube videos with D 9:00 – educational skill drills with C 10:00 – Thursdays, read […]
Dispatch #048
The Language of Books By: Adriana Macias Carmen woke up in a bad mood today and spent the rest of the day finding some fault in everything and everyone. The Shelter In […]
Dispatch #047
Quarantine By: T.S. Rowell July 5 2020 When it began, for an uncertain duration this was to be a month of stillness two months of these same walls or maybe just one […]
Dispatch #046
By: Leah Mele-Bazaz Saturday May 30th Philadelphia, PA A thick smoke filled our courtyard area and entered our apartment through our bedroom windows. I knew this because my cheap twenty-dollar makeshift desk […]
Dispatch #045
3 Poems By: Ndaba Sibanda Corona Poems A Poor Person’s Precarious Paces And Spaces Her efforts to hold back, to hold herself back Against hurtling and hurting herself helplessly With a hungry, […]
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