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Those on the periphery of society are not necessarily culturally or spiritually poor. "Street persons" can harbor a rich life-story and genuine philosophic concerns. This work seeks to make public this hidden cultural wealth. We invited persons with hardship to create fiction or, in recounting an experience, to offer an image of hope. From Clem who writes The humorous "My Little Spot," as he recovers from frost bite in the hospital," to Theodora who describes her manic flights in "Olympus" there is real genuine human experience to be found in these pages
The persons in this anthology are
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Those on the periphery of society are not necessarily culturally or spiritually poor. "Street persons" can harbor a rich life-story and genuine philosophic concerns. This work seeks to make public this hidden cultural wealth. We invited persons with hardship to create fiction or, in recounting an experience, to offer an image of hope. From Clem who writes The humorous "My Little Spot," as he recovers from frost bite in the hospital," to Theodora who describes her manic flights in "Olympus" there is real genuine human experience to be found in these pages

The persons in this anthology are also prophets in their own way, unheralded and un-noticed. But if we listen, we can sense their fire, hear their message. We can marvel too how in these covid-19 times, a poet could foresee write from years ago a poem titled "Apocalypse." with the words:

While the sun goddess weeps her last song

The plague has begun

People in plastic bags heading toward the city dump.

I lock myself in my room

There's something evergreen about these poets and writers. Their message does not die with a given time. We need only to listen from persons who have nothing to profit or gain from our listening. Only we stand to benefit, when we hear the resonance within our souls. So I invite you to enter into a time capsule, an eternity where voices otherwise lost can now be heard.


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Autorenporträt
Michael Susko, M.S. in Counseling Psychology, worked for several years in a psychiatric halfway house and as an homeless outreach worker in Baltimore City. He collected these writings from his encounters with persons on the street, and from persons who had been in psychiatric hospitals. At the time this journal was published locally, but the editor now extends these works of art to a broader audience.