Latest in Wander

  • QUEENIE•BLACK
    Published 3 days ago
    NYC Landscape

    NYC Landscape

    The New York City summer breeze gently swarms into my room tickling the bottom of my left foot. Rainbow sparkling lights begin to dance around on my orange wall migrating into the “Good Times” painting by Ernie Barnes.
  • Jackie Nugara
    Published 3 days ago
    A Bridge and an Opera House

    A Bridge and an Opera House

    I have travelled to many places in the world since I was twenty one and not too many rival the picturesque beauty of coming home to Sydney Harbour. I'm blessed that I have this view outside one of the rooms in my apartment. When I sit down at my computer and look to my right this beautiful view never fails to take my breath away.
  • Maxene Skinner
    Published 3 days ago
    The Rain between Us

    The Rain between Us

    The news was out. Countries were closing down, barring their borders. The sick are coming for us. Hide, isolate. News outlets and gossip columns alike were spreading fear among the world. Everywhere I turned some warning was staring me down.
  • Devin James
    Published 3 days ago
    The Bench and The Tree

    The Bench and The Tree

    Today was the first day since the middle of March that I drove out to another city just to pass through. I had gotten so used to looking at the world from the other side of my window, that I had forgotten what other places looked like.
  • Shelly Hunter
    Published 3 days ago
    Thalassophiles: Lovers of the Sea
  • Madi Mable
    Published 3 days ago
    The World Is Temporarily Closed

    The World Is Temporarily Closed

    Do you hear it? That noise which will shake you with a longing for escape. I hear it now, that noise of old travel and rusty steel. The humid night air hits my already sweaty skin as I push open the squeaky basement window. The train is far; farther than I'd like, but I stay and listen. I let the noise wash over me. First my bruised and scarred hands, then my tattered and scratched up arms. It inches its way along my body until it reaches the very bottom of my feet, making them ache. Is this what its like to have nostalgia for a past I've never lived?
  • Renee Dacres
    Published 4 days ago
    Fenced Inside Out

    Fenced Inside Out

    Funny how you can spend your whole life in one place and only feel like you truly see it when you're forced to get down amongst prickly sticks of fresh green grass — up close and personal.
  • Constance Mason
    Published 4 days ago
    The "Muddy" Maple

    The "Muddy" Maple

    Everyone calls the Maple river the “Muddy” Maple. The bottom is so muddy you sink when you walk on it. It feels like you have weights on your feet, it is like quicksand! The water looks a nasty brown because of the mud. If it did not have its muddy bottom the water would be as clear as a bottled water. The “Muddy” Maple smells fishy, just after a summer storm.
  • Angela Lutton
    Published 4 days ago
    Another Trip to Gloucester

    Another Trip to Gloucester

    As the holiday weekend approaches, my husband and I are looking forward to our journey to the summer home in Gloucester. We recently renovated the house, and between the new cabinets of dark midnight blue and slate grey, the new faux wood floors, open floor space, new yellow and egg shell paint; the house is almost brand new again. Gone is the drabness of the seventies chic. The old dark wooden cabinets, the drabness of the foam green and, baby blue paint all but a memory preserved in old photographs of the past. Luckily the orange shag rug had disappeared before I got there but there is evidence of that in the old photographs as well.