by Mohammad Yadegari In 1963, I visited my brother, Hadi, and a friend, Mahmood, in Germany. One problem that most Muslims traveling in Europe had was finding acceptable food to eat. All meat must be from animals butchered in a particular manner to be “halal.” A person must face Mecca, recite “Bismillah” (“in the name […]
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Thanks to all those who read their work on Saturday at Forbes Library in Northampton. And thanks to WriteAngles Journal editor Joan Axelrod-Contrada for organizing the event. Front row (left to right): Ann Averill, Joan Axelrod-Contrada, Tsultrim Dolma, Mohammad Yadegari, Anne Pinkerton. Back row (left to right): Steve Bernstein, Ernie Brill, Opal Gayle, Don Lesser,
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Readings by contributors to WriteAngles Journal 2016-2018 Readers to include Ann Averill, Joan Axelrod-Contrada, Steve Bernstein, Ernest Brill, Opal Gayle, Don Lesser, Anne Pinkerton, Carla Savetsky, and Mohammad Yadegari Saturday, Sept. 22, 2 p.m. Forbes Library Community Room, 20 West Street, Northampton MA Free. Refreshments will be served. writeangles
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FLASH FICTION AND MEMOIR Contributors to WriteAngles Journal, an online publication of WriteAngles, Inc., will read their short, short stories and personal essays on Saturday, Sept. 22, 2018, at Forbes Library, 20 West Street, Northampton, Massachusetts, at 2 p.m. Everyone who attends the reading will be eligible to submit to the fall edition of WriteAngles
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by Opal Gayle I have not been home in twenty-three years. So, I’ve forgotten how to get to Red Grung, where the guava trees, pregnant with fruit, would droop towards earth. And where the pond fills up with water during heavy floods, and children are warned to stay away lest the giant whirl in the
by Ernie Brill In the San Francisco summer of 1965, Eddie and Coral met at a party of fellow artists and writers and fell magnetically in love, dancing like one person. She painted and made jewelry: obsidian necklaces, turquoise earrings, carnelian bracelets. He was halfway through a short story collection about growing up in a
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by Steve Bernstein The same week the young soccer team got stuck in those caves in Thailand, our government was putting kids in cages over here. Cages here, caves there. I had a feeling the cave kids would be okay. Along with the rescue teams, the people of Thailand joined forces, cooking food, washing clothes,
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By Marya Zilberberg Welcome to “Ye’ Old Pumpkin” trailer park! I’m Roxanne DeBree, the super. You look like a nice fella. Want some coffee? Pull up a chair. Tell you a secret: I was married once. To a wealthy man. You heard of him. Don’t go! They never believe me. What a world… Oh, thanks.
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We have a date for the September WriteAngles Journal readings at Forbes Library (20 West Street, Northampton): Saturday, September 22, 2018, at 2 p.m. All contributors to WriteAngles Journal are welcome to sign up to read. All attendees of the reading will be invited to submit to the Journal. Submission guidelines will be available. Questions?
by Carla Savetsky I am from asphalt and tar, dark apartments in Queens and Brooklyn, suburban blocks with large, Tudor homes and old growth sycamores. I am from peasant stock, those from the old country where the borders of Austria and Romania and Poland converged and shifted many times over, like the tectonic plates that
