4:30 AM, January 4th. The call I’ve been dreading. “It’s Ferris Hills. Your father has fallen and is in an ambulance headed up to...
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Saying Goodbye
Saying Goodbye What bothers me;not lengthening darkness,cooler Fall temperatures, it is the bees. How they cling to red and yellow...
Poetry-Susana Case
Suicide Threat My lover demands I make a listof everything I haven’t told him,or that I lied about,and when I’m done, to call...
Poetry-Turning Points 2021
HIBAH SHABKHEZ LOST IN TRANSLATION We wait. We wait a little longer. We begin to fidget and peer at the tracks. We wait …At long last...
The Farm
Whenever I go back home to visit, I always drive up to the old Chandler farm on the Nunda Road, park the car next to the spruce tree at...
Sponsors – Turning Points
The recent publication of our first Owl Light Literary journal – Turning Points was made possible, in part, due to generous...