“Well,” there is always that long awkward pause, “that’s just the life you chose.” When I hear this statement, I often want to follow up with a guttural yell. In the last four years with my husband, who is in …
Life of a Military Brat by Kathryn Bond
Most of my life has revolved around the military. Both my grandfather, Thomas Henry Bond, and my dad, Thomas Henry Bond Jr., were submariners in the Navy. Now, my older brother Thomas Henry Bond 3rd is a Super Hornet fighter …
Two Wise Women: A Time to Embrace by Teresa K. Howes
Emotionally bereft, I focus on the technical aspects of traveling into Kuwait City, Kuwait, with several civilian-clothed soldiers on a contract bus driven by a Third Country National who doesn’t know the area well, either. The marketplace or the Souk …
Down with Democracy! and Select Poems by Wortley Clutterbuck
Down with Democracy! Are not fools and stupid beings a majority in the world, and ought they not to have their representative? — Honoré de Balzac, Le Député d’Arcis. There’s been some muttering I’ve heard about a goverance preferred; it …
Racism, White Privilege, and White Fragility by Kelly Brakefield
White society has no racial stamina. We are born into a hierarchical societal structure that is deeply rooted by separate and unequal practices based solely on the color of our skin. We are conditioned to believe that our gender, skin …
Fall is in the Air by Abigail Hansen
When night’s shadows no longer subside Autumn declares it has arrived The summer light now fades away Bringing with it shorter days Leaves of red soar to and fro As they clatter down the road Green fades to orange and …
The Old Man in the Shrine by Brenden Sisk
Zhao hummed softly to himself as he made his way up the rocky path, leaning on his walking stick as his fine yellow and blue robes dragged across the ground with each little step. On his shoulder sat a small …
2020 Parley MASK-erade Ball!
Virtually join Parley Publishing and the English Department on Friday, October 30 from 8 to 9 p.m. to celebrate the arts and talents of our PPCC community! Learn a new appetizer recipe from our Culinary Arts program, hear poetry and …
Stranded by James Archuleta
The little space ship rattled as it entered the atmosphere. Alarms blared insistently. “Come on, come on, please . . .” The pilot was a black ant trying to pull out of free fall. “This is Brandy to the Colony …
Why Insects and Arachnids Hate Each Other by James Archuleta
Many ages ago, when the grasses and plants were different than the ones we know now, the First Scorpion was called Rai. He was an immense creature of darkness, with seven poisonous tails. Now, during that age of the world, …