Nancy Barno Reynolds/Education

Nancy Barno Reynolds/Education

Photo by Wokandapix (Pixabay) *** On Being A Teacher in Tough Political Times: Why? by Nancy Barno Reynolds So, I’ll tell you a little secret: On day one post-2016 U.S. presidential election, I considered quitting my profession – and I teach teachers how to...
Henry A. Giroux/Commentary

Henry A. Giroux/Commentary

Gage Skidmore photo Donald Trump speaking with supporters at a campaign rally in 2016 *** Say Good-Bye to the Social Contract by Henry A. Giroux December 26, 2016 In this interview (below) with The Real News Network, Henry A. Giroux argues that while it is hard to...
Jim Palombo/Politics

Jim Palombo/Politics

Photo by MIH83 (Pixabay) *** OFF THE CUFF II Well, I was wrong. Donald Trump made it to center stage. The Electoral College has spoken. But in receiving phone calls and emails as to reactions to what transpired I decided I needed to clarify a few things. As my...
Marc Vincenz/Interview

Marc Vincenz/Interview

 Marc Vincenz reading his works *** Marc Vincenz: “…from the embalmed history to the embedded memory to the unleashed imagination…” With Tom Bradley Marc Vincenz is the author of nine poetry books. The latest are This Wasted Land and Its...
Tim Walker/Creative Nonfiction

Tim Walker/Creative Nonfiction

Photos from www.calliebowdish.com***** Snowy Plover Chicks on Sands Beach at the Coal Oil Point Natural Reserve. *** Plover Honey by Tim Walker   On an April day at Sands Beach, I stand with my back to the wind and sea, hands warming in pockets, looking up at a...
Another Gathering Storm: Comments on the Trump Era

Another Gathering Storm: Comments on the Trump Era

Photo by Michael Vadon /  Composite by Chuck Haupt His Excellency.   Another Gathering Storm? The Trump Era in American Politics The following are comments, poems, images and essays from Ragazine staff members and readers in reaction to the election of Donald...

Carl Auerbach/Poetry

  EXILE The word bird does not itself take flight from ……….off ……………..the ……………………page. nor do the letters robin insert their beak deep into the field of white between...
Julieanna Blackwell/Fiction

Julieanna Blackwell/Fiction

Mike Wilson \ Unsplash *** Her Turn By Julieanna Blackwell   She hated him. She recognized it as hate and the simplicity of it surprised her. She wondered if he would recognize her, and the hatred, too. Did he know the simplicity of hatred? Waiting for her turn,...

Catherine Lucas/Poetry

AFTERMATH Big Sur, California, May 2009   Phosphorescent green flickers against wet dark, ………….fire in another tongue Memorials of trees, stripped bare, black as …………mummies, stand witness Leaf-laden alders,...
Mike Foldes/Commentary

Mike Foldes/Commentary

Sun Xiaoming photo. UNESCO Mingde Gate of the Imperial City, World Heritage Site of Xanadu City, Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region.  *** Harmony or Dissonance by Mike Foldes Life is a process of constant learning. You’ve heard that before and to only hear it may sound...
Henry Giroux/Analysis

Henry Giroux/Analysis

© 2016 Gage Skidmore Donald Trump speaks to supporters at a campaign rally in Prescott Valley, Arizona, in October,  2016. *** War Culture, Militarism and Racist Violence Under Trump by Henry Giroux When history repeats itself with a vengeance, it generally signals a...
Donna D. Vitucci/Fiction

Donna D. Vitucci/Fiction

I’m Priscilla *** The Sacred Thread   by Donna D. Vitucci  Seated Learning The ghosts watch us quietly, for what else have they to do? Our lives exasperate them. The children have never minded their elders, they whisper to one another. We hear their voices as...
Alexandra Stanislaw/Creative Nonfiction

Alexandra Stanislaw/Creative Nonfiction

Vladimir Chuchadeev *** Dreams of Decadent Grief   by Alexandra Stanislaw You imagine your suicide – the faux porcelain bathtub brimming with sudsy water, milky swirls kissing your breasts, the bulge of your middle over the top line of the water, the reddening...
Shelly R. Fredman/Creative Nonfiction

Shelly R. Fredman/Creative Nonfiction

Erda Estremera *** Town at the End of the World   by  Shelly R. Fredman The first time I walked the slip of sand that is Wellfleet Harbor, I huddled in the wind against my college professor. He had summered in the town for years, and for our first and only night...