Page 25 from Issue 137 The brothers cut a path through the loamy woods surrounding the resort. As ... Dad stepped on wet moss and hemlock needles, he strobed his bright beam over the lush canopies of ... praying for a strong tree bough. Instead he found himself corralled by these tired, breathless animals. An ...

Page 89 from Issue 80 GRASS, SAND, MIRROR, PALE SPACE "I was defeated and you did not ... rescue me." The grass spoke, and the lake made it so (offered its presence as contrast) and the ... path of forgetting, our fresh start. * * * RAINBOWED clamber up watery fire or blood diluted (touched) ...

wheat field with the rest, watching those bastards coming towards me and nothing I could do. After the ... I watched, three truckloads of German troops come tearing down the road, heading east, and a soldier ran out ... own. "Took me about five minutes to get lost- and that only because I was walking slow. ...

worrying about it, or you can get it over with now. Are you a woman, or a mouse? How many books do we read ... a woodcarver's gouge, a surgeon's probe. You wield it, and it digs a path you follow. Soon you find ... tomorrow, or this time next year. You make the path boldly and follow it fearfully. You go where the path ...

among these stones. I cannot fly up in my body's flesh; such flight at best will come to me ... in his cold nest, his pure path and his thirst for purer life, himself entrusting to that steady star ... which now is closed in clouds. Like a wild bird, his soul is pure, and his life's path on ...