Archives for April 2009

My Dream

This entry is part 8 of 15 in the series Issue IV: Spring 2010

by Meyer Greenberger My name is Meyer Greenberger and I am 36 years old. Even though I am wheelchair-bound, I do many things without using my legs. I go around to schools and educate people, all kinds of people, from very young children to adults. What does it mean to have a disability? To me, […]

Two Babies

This entry is part 14 of 15 in the series Issue IV: Spring 2010

by George Pfiffner I’m over eighty and gay. I was sitting in the anteroom to the offices of a dance studio because the massage therapist for whom I was early had no waiting room. While there I watched a man in his late thirties with a baby not more than nine months old who was […]

Ode to an Ordinary Object

This entry is part 4 of 15 in the series Issue IV: Spring 2010

by Lynne Stolper My sponge so wet, My sponge so dry, How I love you my oh my. You clean my sink and counters too You pick up dirt and clean my shoe. Oh sponge of mine you are divine Filling up like a wet mushroom and Shrinking like a deflated balloon You do your […]

Security

This entry is part 7 of 15 in the series Issue IV: Spring 2010

by Ralph Gray You can’t always be as cautious as you feel is necessary, but now that you’re here, go in anyway, make yourself comfortable and try not to worry. Probably there’s nothing to be afraid of. After all, the place is brightly lit. Such a crowd! Lucky you got a chair. Of course, being […]

Sometimes Humphrey

This entry is part 9 of 15 in the series Issue IV: Spring 2010

by David Kerry Heefner Sometimes Humphrey wished he’d studied to be an archeologist rather than a tap dancer. He made what’s called a decent living as a dancer on the Albee Circuit, so it wasn’t the financial end of it that bothered him. What troubled him on certain introspective days was the thought that archaeology […]