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Rotted Orange among the Apple Orchards

Rotted Orange among the Apple Orchards A man from Miami wearing brown sandals, drawstring tan pants and a white guayabera appeared large between dead apple orchards. Two turkey vultures pecked on his body nailed between the long grass blades with a bullet. Their beaks had been breaking his skin since the scent stirred the air of a farm field in the eight hours of his death. The body was later identified by the sister of the deceased man: Charlie Snow. Twelve hours earlier at the Merry Mountain Read more [...]

Miami Babylon—Gerald Posner

Miami Babylon—Gerald Posner “Too Much is Never Enough” Bienvenido a Miami Beach—A place that is pure, scenes that are graphic, people who are greedy, and a multi-cultural society which is collectively colorful. Miami Babylon, published in 2009, is a social and historical timeline of Miami Beach. This is not your average text of footnotes which are marked by milestones for those who reside in a particular place, like the beach, to be docent guiding visitors to the important figures, symbolic Read more [...]

Captain’s Boat

Captain's Boat “I’ve been weeping for a mighty long time. Yes, I’ve been weeping for a mighty long time.” Kim Whistler sang The Five Blind Boys song as if she was in the Overtown Baptist Church choir. She sang with the harmony of happiness and claps of praise. But she was three blocks and one little boy from the church. Her voice bounced off the inside of the boat as the acoustics allowed the sadness to sink into the old sea worn wood of a boat, forty feet in length. In this neighborhood Read more [...]

Wanton Needs—Marshall Boyd

Wanton Needs—Marshall Boyd Coffee is like a bad woman, rough on the nerves, but good for the spirit—Falk McCoy Wanton Needs, the fourth book by author Marshall Boyd of the Falk McCoy Mystery series, begins at the familiar Glades Hotel and then crisscrosses Miami by covering the cultures and countries that are the identity of the Magic City. At Amantes, a supper club located on the second floor of the Glades Hotel, Garcia (owner of the hotel) and Mystel (Falk’s lover and proprietor of the Read more [...]

Christan Gatto: A Composition of Travel

Christan Gatto: A Composition of Travel A compelling review based on the sole question: What is your favorite book? Cure, routine, rendezvous or collision, the rhyme of travel is sublime. But you must forgo these concepts and the common area in which you reside. Ride, ride, ride somewhere to the fissures of foreign tableaux.—D. Martini A month ago I had a conversation with a dear friend who is a teacher living in the mountains of Colorado. It was about having a favorite book. From his repertoire Read more [...]

Tibby’s Howl of Freedom

Tibby's Howl of Freedom “I can’t find Tibby?” a rattled 10 years old girl named Rica said to her mother Britely who was cooking in the kitchen. Together they frantically ran out of the apartment, down a flight of wet stairs and outside where Rica last saw her dog. “Which way did she run?” Britely said. “She saw a black cat, started to bark, and then,” Rica paused to catch her breath, “Tibby jerked and the leash slipped from my hand. I’m sorry momma—I’m sorry!” Rica began Read more [...]

Serendipia James & Adaline

Serendipia James & Adaline "The author’s struggle to convey the essence of the turmoil the two lovers’ experience is palpable. The wounds his characters carry are deep, invisible, lingering: unwarranted remorse the sorrowed must endure. Serendipia. Read it." Marshall Boyd, Author of the Falk McCoy series YouTube Preview of Serendipia James & Adaline Book Trailer Preface James walked from the brief conversation with his neighbor about his divorce in a dire mood. He stepped in his Read more [...]

Phonograph Flash Fiction

David Bowie —In Memory of an Innovative Performer As a “Young American” I listened to David Bowie. Many years would pass and I would be “Under Pressure” as an adult, but those “Changes” were for the better in my life. Eventually, the “Golden Years” gave me opportunities to celebrate with many knowing that, We can be Heroes, just for one day. Ground control to Major Tom, there is a “Ziggy Stardust” in the sky tonight. Read more [...]

Azucar in the Guest House

Azucar in the Guest House “Sarita, I have a large package for you,” said Garcia the mailman. “I can tell by your obvious expression, this must be very important to you.” He hands her the box along with a few pieces of mail. “Gracias Señor Garcia,” she responds looking at the address with a smile. “I can smell your abuella is preparing dinner, please tell her I said hello.” “Si, Señor Garcia, I will tell my grandmother when I go inside.” Sara, or Sarita as she is known Read more [...]