SUMMER 1998 ISSUE


 

Summertime, the livin' is easy and the sweet, warm nights take us back to dreams and nostalgia. To better times, or times made better by time passing.

Thank you for joining us...
Guillermo Bosch
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Love on the Yellow Brick Road
by Lucrezia

"I'll get you my pretty, and your little dog too!" The wicked witch squealed diabolically as she disappeared in a cloud of green smoke.

"Oh, not Toto!" Dorothy wailed,"Oh, Scarecrow, don't let her take Toto!"

"It's all right, Dorothy. I won't let anything happen to Toto. But if I had a brain, I'd think that the Wicked Witch is real mean." Scarecrow said, draping one of his warm, soft, stuffed arms around Dorothy's shoulder.

Dorothy sniffled, cuddling her dog in her arms and humming"Some Where Over the Rainbow" as Scarecrow rubbed her shoulders.

"Ah, that feels nice, Scarecrow...


Moon Madness
by A.J.Heard

In the woodland quiet, a moon drenched glen

An altar like rock marks the middle

Your naked body glows in the soft white light

a beacon for me...


Angela Mannino Leven, Saturday, 19 June 1993 at 10:00:23
by Sean Farragher

Wearing faded blue jeans and paint spattered rosy flannel shirt, Aaron Leven, 43, having stopped work on his gray, umber, and vermilion floor to ceiling neo-abstract expressionist canvas mural, had slowly and quietly, for such a large man (more than six foot three and 240 lb.), climbed the noisy iron staircase of his well organized, three story machine shop art studio to watch his wife make love with his best friend, Henry....


Ironic Space
by Tiger Lilly

The willow weeps

with joy.

Her supple limbs long and

seek and strain for that

hundredth of a second

touching base

contact with a coveted

phantom lifeforce...


The Punishment
by misha

She lay trembling, wondering what He was going to do with her. She had never been punished before for orgasming without His permission because she had never done that before. She closed her eyes and moaned softly, half in fear, half in anticipation...


Hyacinthian Dream--after Ovid
by JCA

When earth-born dreams betokened

the wanton eyes of Olympus

Apollo answered

something deep within him...


Time Is On My Side
by Roy A Barlow

Time has a way of slipping up on even the most vigilant of us. Although it seems like only last week, well maybe it was last month, the real truth is it has been just a touch over thirty years ago...


Japanese Garden
by A.J.Heard

I think of you as I lay back in the water, my breasts floating on the surface, like caramel coloured buoys. Nipples are erect from the slight chill as the air softly kisses their taut tips...


Tumble
by kristi

Every day, I get up and walk through the fog to my shop. I cut hair. I have been cutting hair for only five years.

For a few days, a woman sat on a bench outside my barbershop...


River
by JCA

Alert, her blood quickens

beneath my evocations.

Her hips, a pulsing euripus...


Claudia
by Darla Mooney

Claudia was curious. She'd just begun a new job, and she'd met this guy, Michael. He was totally unlike anyone she'd ever met, and he made her feel sexy, beautiful and smart just by looking at her...


On Course
by R. Dean Ludden

A smile, a word, a kiss,

an empathy, a bond...

a biologic urgency

and two will find a way

to travel through the stars...


The Earthen
by JCA

At the ample yearning of her symphony

retreating twilight bronzes.

I become the resonant percussion...


Nothing
by AJ Heard

I am standing at a dessert crossroads

Dust swirling around my sandaled feet

Calf length skirt flaring out with the wind...


Fulfillment
by R. Dean Ludden

No concept of dimension

penetrates the darkness

which surrounds

this 36 square feet of universe

we call our own...


Border Town
by JCA

Upon my knees, my mouth partakes

of her unfolding..



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