Poetry
Summer 1963
The Mystic
Someone was always asking him the time of day, expecting him to be precise; another wanted nickles for a dime. At table he was always asked to slice the meat […]
Read the winning piece of our 2025 Nonfiction Contest “Through the Mirror” by Jessie Cato selected by Lucy Ives.
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Summer 1963
Someone was always asking him the time of day, expecting him to be precise; another wanted nickles for a dime. At table he was always asked to slice the meat […]