
By: Zarina Zabrisky Quarantena Purple and blue rubber gloves like leaves in the Golden Gate Park Where an empty Ferris Wheel skeleton looms over the empty Music Concourse. Knobby trees reach for […]
By: Zarina Zabrisky Quarantena Purple and blue rubber gloves like leaves in the Golden Gate Park Where an empty Ferris Wheel skeleton looms over the empty Music Concourse. Knobby trees reach for […]
*We started to get submissions! So I’m going to start publishing them. Here’s the first one. It’s a poem by Bay Area poet and impresario Paul Corman-Roberts. The formatting is off from […]
By: Alexandra Kostoulas | I noticed a few other people copied my dispatches since I published and promoted the last one. They are mostly bloggers and they labeled their posts “dispatches from […]
By: Alexandra Kostoulas It’s hard to know how long this thing will last. We are all biding our time and staying inside. There are so many things I wanted to do during […]
By: Alexandra Kostoulas We knew something was up when things were starting to get weird at the grocery store. This line keeps popping into my head or a variant of it. Like […]
–Alexandra Kostoulas | This whole thing is hard. Some days are easier than others. Today was one of those days that was easier emotionally. But the few times I do go outside […]
Welcome. I thought it would be interesting to publish written “dispatches” from our lives right now as we shelter in place. Have any thoughts to share? Share them w/ us here. We […]
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