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Learn the circumstances and inspirations for and published credits for this month's featured writing.

Reading the Hidden (Forbidden) Books
When I was twelve, I finally risked my mother’s wrath as I sneaked into her bedroom to read books she had forbidden me to touch.

Orange Days
Summer glows in the produce aisle...solid and plump....

I KNOW THIS COAST
I know these massive cliffs and sudden end of land...

BELMONT PIER WITH FISHERMEN Circa 1960
… these were filtered through the sea soft air to be lost, if you wished it so… to the soft still song of a sea light day… the taste of salt air… untamed, long traveled—sweet and sour with the tang of yin and yang.
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