Author Interview – Kimmery Martin

the Same: Tell me about your journey to becoming a writer. You are a doctor! How did you move from medicine to writing? Kimmery Martin: I am, first and foremost, a reader. In the back of my mind, I always had a secret desire to try writing and one day I just sat down and…

Book Review – The Queen of Hearts

“The Queen of Hearts” by Kimmery Martin is everything I love in a compelling summer read. It has complex and likable female characters, a smart storyline, a little romance, a bit of a mystery, and it is written in a very smart and humorous voice. A physician herself, Martin’s debut novel is chock full of…

Microwork – Leftovers

Leftovers A day over we had already grown stale . . . Even though, your words turned to salt, your kisses remained sweet. Lyn Patterson is a poet and flash fiction writer originally from Seattle, Washington. She has lived all over the east coast and currently travels while teaching online courses to aspiring reading teachers. She is…

Issue 11.5 – Nonfiction

The first thing I always thought about was the adventure I would have in the forest. It was back in the early 2000’s when I used to play on the fields of my father’s farm in Pennsylvania. I can recall it vividly. There was nothing but a vast open space of green. A wide pond…

Issue 11.5 – Fiction

Four That winter I began watching TV while sitting in splits. I would plop on the floor in front of the set and watch cartoons while stretching my hamstrings. Groaning, I would bring my stomach to the beige fuzzy carpet of our small North Jersey apartment, pulling as far as I could, not minding the…

Issue 11.5 – Poetry

I was in my fifties When I finally figured out That it is OK to break off A bigger piece of the communion cracker. A piece that’s actually big enough to chew Instead of nibble between my front teeth. The older I get, the bigger the piece I break off.   And I have to…

Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 1

The sunlight streamed through the trees, all but devoid of leaves, with only a few determined stragglers battling the brisk wind. Josiah Jackson pulled his cap off his head and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. Even though it was chilly outside, sweat had plastered his thick, auburn hair to his forehead….

Book Review – The Girl Who Smiled Beads

The Girl Who Smiled Beads: A Story of War and What Comes After is not a light summer beach read. It is Clemantine Wamariya’s brutal account of her experiences as a refugee who fled the Rwandan massacre as a little girl in 1994 and of how those experiences permeate her new life as a United…

Microwork – The Art of Non-Verbal Nuance

the art of non-verbal nuance the world is noisy as your neurons fade, but I hear you, anyway—louder than a ship’s blow in a fog-storm. I will never stop-               listening. Jennifer Wolkin is health and neuro psychologist, speaker, mental health advocate, and mindfulness-meditation practitioner.  She just started her…

Issue 11.4 – Nonfiction

5 “To disappear” becomes a transitive verb. For example: “La migra disappeared six people last week.” 4 Había una vez, the verdant plaza at the center of town thrummed with life.  Students spilled from the nearby community college, flinging Frisbees y pateando pelotas, chasing rare golden sunbeams and, catching one, collapsing bonelessly in the grass. …