2 Poems by Keith Mark Gaboury Italy Macguill, Dan. “Did Video Show Italian Army Trucks Transporting Coffins Amid COVID-19 Pandemic?: A Stark Illustration of the Tragic Impact Coronavirus Had on Parts of Italy in […]
Dispatch #041
SF Creative Writing Institute
Dispatch #040
2 Poems By: Fizza Abbas Lockdown Chef All that greens is not mint As the lockdown began, two wooden doors welcomed me into a territory that was quite unknown: the hub of […]
Dispatch #039
My Pandemic Life Dan Linley Frankly, I thought a global pandemic would be a lot more fun. This is the most boring worldwide health crisis ever. I always thought something that completely […]
Dispatch #038
Crazy by Miles Cates, age 8 Inspired by Shel Silverstein’s, If The World Was Crazy sent on June 4, 2020 If the world was crazy, you know what I’d eat? An entire […]
Dispatch #037
2 Poems By Hollie Hardy A Murmuration of Starlings In the cities, protestors break quarantine and windows expressing moral outrage, like a choreographed ballet at 45, your mother asks you to move […]
Dispatch #036
By Haldane King Originally Published as a Facebook Post It’s great that everyone is upset about Christian Cooper, Ahmaud Arbery, and George Floyd, it really is. I’m delighted in the smidgens of […]
Dispatch #035
Those of Us, The Other Diaspora Collective Yiorgos Anagnostou There are those of us who immigrated to this country with next to nothing and now find ourselves accomplished—the American Dream is imprinted […]
Dispatch #034
3 Poems By Bill Gainer Thinking about Stuff By Bill Gainer It’s quiet tonight. Everyone you love gone to sleep left you to it. So you just think […]
Dispatch #033
3 Poems By Paul Corman-Roberts Collateral When the plague came, the ruling party sent out their square jawed mouth to inform us a prevailing mortality rate of two to three percent among […]
Dispatch #032
Ring around the Rona Gabriel Quiroz Ring around the Rona Another round of Corona, Bastards, bastards. They all knew. Ring around the Rona Another round of Corona, Bastards, bastards. They all knew. […]
