'Nefertiti' in sPARKLE & bLINK 106

I spent weeks looking for my sister the second time she ran away, then the day I found her, I wished I hadn't. It was on a Friday after work, I’d been passing by the church we used to go to with our mother who wasn't Catholic but liked the services, and the priest waved me down, saying a woman who looked like my sister had been bleeding over the pews. I’d made such an effort to forget about her this time, what I really wanted to do was leave her behind, kneeling there in whatever vain appeal...

"LOST" [from "Blight: Stories in the Key of Decay and Repair"]

Welcome to Season 2 of Blight: Stories in the Key of Decay and Repair. A series of episodes on confronting our uncertain future in the time of the COVID19 Virus, through essay, interview, storytelling and song.

Episode 3: Planes Come In features host Sean Williamson on worry and runways, Adam Krause on the correlations between human stress on nature and pandemic, Jake Newborn from the Wisconsin Bike Fed, and Rhea Dhanbhoora on the life of sand.

“Ease Your Soul, Chapman” by LeAnna Eden.

Theme music by Shawn Stephany.

Mix by Shane Olivo at Bobby Peru Recording

Crystal Radio Sessions Upstate

Crystal Radio Sessions Upstate is the new, local outpost of the NYC reading series, committed to showcasing the work of both established and emerging writers from our region. Come hear short stories by David Rabe, Ashley Mayne, Harris Lahti, Courtney Maum and Rhea Dhanbhoora, read by AOH audience favorite actors. Crystal Radio believes in the power of the spoken word and is devoted to transmitting compelling literary expression through the ether.

Outside: Issue 7: Here, There & Everywhere

All the other images fade, but for the orange flags. Stiff nylon, fighting lazily against a balmy breeze.
Orange. Always the strangest in the spectrum. A colour, a fruit, a flower — all rolled into one lazy word. As if there were no other way to describe the ghastly coalescence of red and yellow. A marriage of pigments, arranged quite conveniently between colours I have mixed feelings about. There was red, a reminder of period blood and bindis and rage and lipstick, muddled with yellow, a seemingly duplicitous shade that spits up images of Wordsworth’s daffodils as quickly as it will Eliot’s yellow fog.
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