A NOTE FROM THE ERRAND BOY I’m sorry Mrs. K. It was hard for me to watch you screaming. The situation was just so unbelievably prearranged, you wouldn’t believe. Even as | acted, as I sent the tiny message entrusted to me for your husband, I watched you. “Just a quick note from the top”, it read. To all young, blue eyed sandy brown haired open armed Jesus Christs, All blind faces of youth stubborn, insubordinate seekers of the impossible, This note is for you and your families, listen closely or we will be forced to repeat it. Don’t try to stop the suffering of the little people. Suffering is all they are good ar, let them indulge. Don’t go hunting out the lies. When you are as old as we are, lies are sacred. Think twice before you smile and knock on the door of the fathers house inviting yourself and your family in for the night. The father is dead it is we who carry out his will now don’t poke into his closets or drawers your fathers possessions have all been sold. That was all the note said, but at the time I was amazed at the effect it had on your husband. So strong it was, that I became nauseous at the sight of himreceiving the news. So it is with the will of the young, I suppose, So soft and accepting. It presents no argument at all for a message of lead. Although you must be old now, as I am, it’s funny I can’t picture it. I will always see you as you were on the day we met, screaming endlessly in the Dallas sun, confused. Never under- standing the message, as the top of your husband skull slid helplessly onto your lap in a river of blood and acceptance. Jamie Tolagson Memories in all the land I see All the dreams belong to me Falling fast a great big red balloon Flying in the sky a melody. Once I heard the sounds around a dream It called out to me, that I see Fairy tales walk up my way Then I fall to earth and scatter away. Champagne frills fall in a dance for me All the sea belongs to me Worlds of faces come down to greet the crowd Waves to all a hand of greed. Darkness leaves a trail of love behind Pieces fall around like a mind. Fairy tales walk up my way Fall to earth and scatter away. Jacqui Krahn. How Can We Not Dare To think a little more And twice as much as that Shall we feel Even if we can never know Could we wonder What we gain and what we lose If we are to love and learn Why do we instead Just look with mindless eyes Or have we chosen to forget Whether we need what we want And want what we need Could we think about the loss Shall. we look to those Who have gone ahead And to those just barely here Or is it too late for us To remember? Heather Gatz You let go and I move about these shadows As if I too were made of non-light. Then I am alone The music still lingers Then all is silent L.C.Fultz Banishing The Moon Darkness Sounds Rhythm section plays the stars Wind is swinging High Moonlight Silver blade Night shade Night gowns Black lacy trees Heart beats Water on the beach Pleasure Waves Come to retreat In heaven a taste of hell Dirty moon White liar Hearts fire Heart breaks Cold white heat Red sirens No heart beat Want to live? Punch and get back in beat In hell a taste of heaven Dirty moon White liar Hearts fire Goodbye moonlight So long night light I’m afrad of the dark no more DAVOR ANOTE FROM THE ERRAND BOY Vm sorry Mrs. K. 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