they exist in the spaces in between in the gap where dark meets light out in the open yet hiding in plain sight blending into the background of this prison playground never sleeping always feeding yet growing hungrier with each bite *** An eternal student, Jacqueline Rivas is happily retired from the “professional world” and today spends […]
COVID has been expensive. Not only has it cost me my employment, forced all my everyday expenses to bloat, and eaten away my savings while starving my retirement, but it has also forced me to pay a toll in personal identity and humility. Prior to COVID, I frequently used my career as an excuse to
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In the mid-fifties a nation-wide re-release of the 1939 block buster, Gone With The Wind , hit the screens. In our small town, you could easily spot the sole movie theater on Main Street by the vee-shaped marquee that protruded over the sidewalk above the double doored entry. Movies remained one of the main
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Deforestation, coal mining, and carbon dioxide emissions (the primary greenhouse gas emissions from human activities) cause devastating environmental damage. Runaway human population growth doesn’t help. Norway has taken proactive measures to counteract these problems with such operations as wind turbines, a hydrogen hybrid project, and osmotic power plants capable of producing hydrogen fuel generally emission-free. The vast
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Interlaced by Lucy Bell When our days become dreary with low-hovering clouds of despair, When despair for the world grows in me And when our nights become darker than a thousand midnights, and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, let us
Not five minutes after we embarked on the inland path, our eyes watchful for rattlesnakes amid yellow cactus-flowers, the vampires invaded. We wondered about malaria, remembered the repellant lying on the floorboard. Brown swarms revealed our bodies as simple prey, frantic slaps and our palm lines swirled in the red relief of our own blood.