by Thomas Sandor She approached us formally, her bearing slightly aristocratic yet, almost gliding across the floor like a dancer. Had she been the favorite daughter of some Spanish Grandee, who had owned more land then Croesus had gold? Richard made no secret of his attraction. He makes no secret of anything about himself; one [...]
by Thomas Sandor Sometimes even in a place where everything is supposed to be equally fresh and new, a single item can jump out, catch your eye and send you captivated down a series of clues, questions and possible answers, like a young naturalist pursuing a butterfly, or in this case, A PIECE OF CLOTH [...]
by Charles I. Perera Saturday, February 14, 2009 As I walk on the pavement, pouring rain. Rain pours in buckets, Never so much rain in this Golden State, Cars speed on the highway, splashing water like speed boats. Clouds hang heavy, dark and wet. Plucking and squeezing squirts of life force. Everybody and anybody is [...]
by Georgette Buckley As a young child, I sit proudly upon my uncle’s pony Prince posing in the bright light while visiting my grandma’s farm in Illinois how innocently trusting we are of this animal whose reins are not even tied to a post as my Mom shoots my portrait. In my young teens we [...]
by Charles Perera After winding down from a busy day at work, my buddy Saurave, his wife Winnie, and I head out to P.F. Chang’s – a routine watering hole in Torrance, California. Specializing in Chinese food, their concept is akin to mixing Blues and Hip Hop, a cross between the old world culinary secrets [...]
by Nancydee Golberg I still see the robe – a coat of many colors. I had come into this men’s store looking for something special for my husband. And there it was, hanging on a rack, becoming to me. It reminded me of pictures of Joseph’s coat of many colors that I had seen as [...]
by Corrie Ann Gray It was the year I turned 16; my junior year in high school to be exact. All summer I thought about how wonderful it would be to own and wear a pair of Jordache jeans. I admit I didn’t have a lot to think about in those days. Jordache jeans were [...]
by Thomas Sandor Two slender tree limbs had been lashed horizontally, to the short ladder, leading to the opening of her small, thatch roofed hootch, which was elevated above the dry earth on six stilt legs. Stripped of their bark, worn and smoothed by years of use, the upper member supported the coarse black raw [...]
by Charles Perera Palm Desert, Macy’s, 2000 I have a leather jacket that has a sentimental value. And have been wearing it ever since I bought it nine years ago. It has aged drastically, small rips not noticeable, faded in some parts but it has stood the tests of time. It is hard to come [...]
by Brenda Knepper One of these days, I’m going to go over and introduce myself to my new neighbors. A few months ago, the woman who lived next door to me was killed in a drive-by shooting. I had often seen her sitting out on her front porch smoking cigarettes for the year or so [...]
