Kenneth Weene’s poem Pride apparently has nothing to do with marching through San Francisco in a parade I witnessed on June 28th. The pride on display there was rather gay, and the marchers lionized. Kenneth, I believe, refers to something a bit more bleak.
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Mar
Mar
Literati! Let me remind you all that, in addition to posting contest entrees, we will gladly post your non-fiction essays, poetry, tributes to the editor-in-chief, short stories, etc. Your stories will be archived under “Writer’s Showcase” for easy reference. We encourage you to participate, and invite your friends to comment on the site. We […]
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Oct
Oct
Ahhhhh, Literati! The chickens have come home to roost! Here Kenneth Weene (pictured here in his younger days) struts his liquored finger goods–his entry into The First Annual Peggy Dobbs Write of Passage contest. All entries must contain the phrase “I swear, it’s not too late.” Makes us all wonder why did Kenneth cross the […]