The rain came hesitant like an unsure youth
A gush that settled into a shy drizzle
Shallow dark pools mothered little sidewalk rivers
Wet cigarettes sailed the choppy waters to the underworld
For those who were unloved and wasted
A stray dog left in the rain sat upright
Drenched, eyes closed, nose in the air
Inhaling the petrichor deep in his soul
Did the moist wind carry his dead owner’s smell
Who drowned in a flooded manhole last monsoon?
Featured Artwork: LEFT IN THE RAIN by Gayle Berry
I purchased the new Bob Dylan album Friday. It is terrific! The first song on the disc is, ‘I Contain Multitudes.’ Some of the lyrics are: ‘ I’m just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones I go right to the edge, I go right to the end […]
I purchased the new Bob Dylan album Friday. It is terrific! The first song on the disc is, ‘I Contain Multitudes.’ Some of the lyrics are: ‘ I’m just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones I go right to the edge, I go right to the end […]
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Today my mother would have been 92 year old. She passed away in 2013. She was born in Mt. Vernon, Illinois and had ten siblings. Five were from her mom and dad and five were from her mother and her first husband. One of my mothers sisters, Rosebud, died in infancy…and mom spoke of her lovingly and I thought that she knew her, when in reality she had passed away before mom was born. It seemed that mom felt Rosebud’s presence with her…
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My mother’s family was very poor and her father was an alcoholic. She relished in telling me that although the Askew family was poor they always had enough to eat…not like the Quinns who had to forage in the woods for persimmons for their supper. When she became 16 she quit high school to go to work in the local shoe factory. She earned $16 per week. Her sister…
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I began at SIUC 42 years ago. Prior to my beginning I was intrigued with the notion of a major university in Southern Illinois. Although I was born in Chicago my mother and father were Southern Illinois natives. They had migrated to Chicago for employment. They had decided to return to Eldorado, Illinois, where my mom’s family resided, in order to start anew after marital discord and soon after the move… divorce. I vividly recall SIU theatre students coming to Hillcrest school to perform a play. My imagination was captivated! I dreamt of someday being a part of such a magical place as Southern Illinois University!
I did not begin my relationship with my school as a student…I began as an employee for the Physical Plant Building Services department. My job title was Building Service Worker I…and I was extremely proud of it! I knew that I had obtained a secure job with the university that I had loved…
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The entangled thread of melody
Providing happiness with a unique loyalty
No one can match its hypnotizing skills
Wanna buy? Dude it’s free of bills.
Getting lost between those strings
Has its own shiny adventure,
The way Shawn Mendes sings
An out of the world creature.
The fabulous guitar chord
Is just the gift of god,
Can anybody match the beauty of harmony?
No girl! It’s out of your patrimony!
~ Vamika Mendiratta ♡
Living in a world so brisk
Forgetting the meaning of life,
Just a thought to whisk
Some love and joy with knife.
Come lets share our thoughts
Unite our aesthetic souls,
Tying some hearty knots
In contrast to insta scrolls.
Momentary Lapse Of Sanity 