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Teleportation: The First Flounders

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: I decided to try my hand at a 50-word story, otherwise known as a “mini-saga” (or a “dribble,” I guess). Hope you enjoy it!] “Now, tell me again how this happened, Private Daffodil?” Doctor Illogical asked, one bushy eyebrow raised.                 “Commander Melvin wanted to test our space station’s newContinue reading “Teleportation: The First Flounders”

Music Box of Words (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: Hope you enjoy this gift.] Every poem is a music box  wound up gently    that begins to play      when your eyes trace the first lines The words create a melody in the mind     often accompanied by an image         invoked either by the writer               or remembered byContinue reading “Music Box of Words (A Poem)”

“Alphabets Are Like Cows in Sunlight” by Betsy Fogelman Tighe — Rattle: Poetry

Betsy Fogelman Tighe ALPHABETS ARE LIKE COWS IN SUNLIGHT Always standing. You won’t see the letters lie down. Not when there are words to spell! And children to line up… 293 more words “Alphabets Are Like Cows in Sunlight” by Betsy Fogelman Tighe — Rattle: Poetry

A Written Identity (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: Self-explanatory.] Through writing…     I discover an identity                             with a base of words                        used as a sturdy foundation            upon which to rest unknown possibilities Confronted by a canvas landscape          where I must both feel                                    and act                to organize ideas until they flow                         likeContinue reading “A Written Identity (A Poem)”

A Just Readjustment (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo [Author’s Note: A few thoughts.] I have noticed        a certain word      used as if whatever follows afterwards                           holds little significance                                         or even less consequence…              It is just                                just…                                               just…                     that words can imply so much                                    they are easy to take for granted Like whenContinue reading “A Just Readjustment (A Poem)”