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FUNNY PAGES

By Lee Davis

There is a constant coo-ing, just beyond the open blinds on the windowsill. The sound emanates from a slow procession of grey and black pigeons on the tiny sill. An overcast sky hovers high above the park. Roller-bladers, bicyclists, and lovers move about below, unnoticed. Within these walls of a modern looking brownstone, the sound of the pigeons blends with big band music. This is the solitude of Ceylon Waters. {...}

 

BACON BITS

By Jacqueline Seewald

Several days ago, I said something I shouldn’t have. I transgressed. I may have even violated a moral law. We were at the funeral of an old friend when I blurted out to his widow, “My God, you killed him!” {...}


TIGER TEAM

By Leo Maselli                     

#1- INSIDE THE TIGER    

What follows is my first-hand account as a member of a so-called “Success Team” that was created for the purpose of re-activating our capitalistic muscles.   The story is about two unemployed professionals (a publisher and an attorney) and two struggling entrepreneurs (a retired airline captain and a retired stockbroker).  All four of us are committed to accelerated change in our professional lives. {...}


DISPLACEMENT BLUES | HOME AWAY FROM HOMELESS

By Tarin Towers

MOOP is a term coined by hikers and other ecology-minded people who use phrases like “pack it in, pack it out” and “leave no trace.” It stands for Matter Out of Place. In a state park, it might refer to a bottle cap on a forest floor, a cigarette butt on a footpath, a tent peg neglected when the tent got packed up. In a house, it might be a wet towel on a bedroom floor, a coffee mug on top of the TV. In one’s life, it might be one’s heart or jaw that one finds on the floor. {...}

 
 
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UNLIKELY PARALLELS | BURNING MAN AND THE VICTORIANS

By P Segal

A few recent years of my life have been lived half in 21st century San Francisco and half in the London of Charles Dickens. I realized one day that I hadn’t read any Dickens since high school and picked up A Tale of Two Cities at the library. A few years later, I had compulsively read just about everything he had ever written. The more I immersed myself in Dickens’ Victoriana, the more I began to see the similarities between his world and the other one I inhabit briefly every year, at the temporary autonomous zone known as Burning Man.   {...}


Insha'Allah

By Aaron Masengale

I had already almost become used to the sight of all the refugees peppering the streets of Ankara, Turkey. It was the summer of 2014, maybe a month before most American news stations caught on to the story of the self-proclaimed Islamic State. I was among a group of students doing a study abroad program to learn the Turkish language, but it was difficult not to ask my native friends about all the homeless I saw on the streets. They explained the situation to me, and after roughly translating a few news articles, I began to see that this wasn’t going to be a thing that would end soon. {...}


Alex Segal | VISIONS OF AN UNSEEN WORLD

Marin County artist Alex Segal is deeply influenced by two things: the beauty of nature and the sophisticated, moving power of classical music. His work explores the world on the molecular level, capturing the colorful movements and combinations of light that combine to form images of what we call reality. It captures subtle, unseen visual mysteries, which exists among the sterility and grayness of the modern world. In a more realistic style, his portraits, particularly of classical composers, are executed with the same rich color that characterizes their musical compositions. 

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