Our Trespasses

By Alan Berecka Ken Hada’s place sits squarely in the middle of nowhere, so he wonders how it is an older couple knew to climb his fence and find the tree and its dark orange fruit. He writes the question into a poem, one of my favorites, and leaves the reader without an answer. Today […]

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A Working Manifesto

By Alan Berecka To you, O sycophants and brownnosers, you know-it-all kibitzers, you goody-two-shoed darlings of our supervisors, you puritanical drones shackled by guilt to your self-flagellating ethos, and all you other irritants who have chaffed me raw in every workplace I have inhabited, I say to you, nay I plead with you, Relax! And […]

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A Job Certainty

By Alan Berecka Riding on the running board at the back of the garbage truck was always cooler than sitting in the un-air-conditioned cab, so one hot July afternoon as we cruised down Commercial Boulevard, I was hanging out and on, mindlessly enjoying the breeze, when two girls I had gone to high school with, […]

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February 14, 2018

By Alan Berecka Valentine’s Day fell that year, fell on Ash Wednesday. A calendar’s quirk—the human condition in a Hallmark moment: “Ashes to ashes, Lust to lust.” Alan Berecka resides in Sinton, Texas. He earns his keep as a librarian at Del Mar College in Corpus Christi. His work has appeared in such places as […]

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