redemption by Valerie Forde-Galvin
“redemption,” by Valerie Forde-Galvin goddess mother left us long ago her waters broke and we were thrust into a different world parched and dry and so we sought another god conceived entirely by the mind of man to rule the sky we see now this god that we created ravaging the earth bringing her to destruction this time not by water but by fire and though we send up prayers offering our sincere...
Statuary Glory by Janet Biehl
“Statuary Glory,” by Janet Biehl Janet Biehl is an author, editor, and artist, specializing in watercolor and pen-and-ink. Currently, her artwork supports the humanitarian campaign on behalf of Kurdish women to publicize the femicidal policies of the AKP/Erdogan regime in Turkey.
Generativity by Marsha Rosenzweig Pincus
“Generativity,” by Marsha Rosenzweig Pincus, Waves: A Confluence of Women’s Voices ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Marsha Rosenzweig Pincus is an educator, artist, and writer. Her first screenplay, On the Corner of Eden and Grace, won recognition for Drama in Screenplay Festival 2015. In 2015, she developed and performed a one-woman show about her teaching career, Chalkdust,...
The Dream that Doesn’t Let Me Sleep by Nazia Kamali
“The Dream that Doesn’t Let Me Sleep,” by Nazia Kamali Dream is not that which you see while sleeping it is something that does not let you sleep. – Dr. Abdul Kalam Coming from a family of doctors, the only dream that I was allowed to nurture was one of becoming a doctor or – maybe, alternatively – that of being an engineer or civil servant. But the problem with those dreams was they made me...
Off the Moon Path by Jane Schulman
“Off the Moon Path,” by Jane Schulman Here’s the dress I wore when we met on the mountain ridge. Light through pine sparkled gold and scarlet threads. When I slip this dress over my head, I am Helios, God of the Sun, scattering clouds and shadows. For years I followed the moon path – like an eland slips behind a cypress when lions stalk or a sailor reefs the mainsail at the captain’s bark. But on Juniper Ridge my...
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