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Art Appreciation

Bold and beautiful, soft and pastel – everywhere I turned there were terraces of color. By all accounts, I should have green blood flowing through my veins, or at least, a green stain on my thumb. Mom’s family had been…

Deserving of the “Good Paper”

I credit Mrs. Jones. She planted the seed. She made me believe I could be a writer. I remember coming into my second-grade classroom, excited and proud to show my lovely teacher a story I had written over the weekend. Though, looking…

Fog and Butterflies

The metamorphic possibilities within our souls are endless. It creeps in like a bank of fog just off the coast, Sandburg’s “Little Cat Feet,” and it watches us silently for a time before it moves on. It’s like that, this…

Pandemic Pandemonium, Paranoia, and Politeness

I hope we will aspire to become, once again, friendly Americans and I hope we will give one another the benefit of the doubt. Whenever a shift in society or culture occurs, folks don’t have a paradigm to follow and…

I Look Awesome!

At five years old, there is very little that Delaney can control about the world around her. But if a few outfits can make her feel ready to take on this crazy world, she needs to wear them. Dressing Delaney…

The Treasured Locket

When I pass a mirror, I see my aging face, and in my mind’s eye, I see the reflection of the loved ones who presented me with each piece of jewelry over the years. I have a decorative jewelry box…

Hatitude Shift

I collected a pink floppy hat, a black painter’s cap, a blue fedora,and a vintage beige hat with a blossom on the brim. “Cynthia-Ann! Where’s your hat?” I can still hear my mother’s voice, catching me mid-stride, while trying to…

Bag Lady

In addition to providing a safe and accessible home for my belongings, my bag told the world who I was. Okay, I admit it. I’m a bag lady. No, I’m not a homeless woman roaming the city with all of…

Whitney Rife Becker: Fashion is my Passion

Known on social media as an influencer, blogger, and entrepreneur, Whitney Rife is most of all a classic fashionista. Whitney grew up in a small town in Virginia named Tazewell, which she loves dearly. It only has a few stoplights…

Porcupines

I couldn’t wait to grow up, couldn’t wait for the day when I could curl my hair and wear high heels and lipstick. I blame it on the lure of the forbidden pink curlers. From my perch on the toilet…

Cover Artist: Dita Omuri

The cover art is from London-based artist Dita Omuri. You can see more art from this artist @Dita.Omuri | Linktree www.linktr.ee

Cover Artists: M. & I. Garmash

Michael Garmash began painting at the age of three in Lugansk, Ukraine, 1969. By age six he started his formal education at the Lugansk Youth Creative Center. Recognizing rare, natural talent, his teachers sent his works to a variety of…

Let’s See What Develops

Learning something new was fun. I certainly developed a new appreciation for photography skills and off-the-wall fish tales. The newspaper headline announced, “Photograph Your Forest – Summer Contest.” With so much time spent indoors and social distancing this spring, I…

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Happiness Doesn’t Have Wrinkles

I feel self-care means preventing loneliness, preventing irrelevance, preventing mental stagnation by engaging in activities that promote one’s self-esteem. Le Bonheur n ’a pas de Rides isn’t easy reading if you’re not French. In it are idioms and slang of a…

Johanna Maggio: Doctor and Dreamer

Before she ever dreamed of becoming a doctor, Johanna was raised on a five-mile barrier island off the southern coast of New Jersey. She grew up a beach kid, always outdoors exploring marine biology, collecting shells for art projects, rocking…