by Shelly Reuben on August 1st

Thanks to Mom and Dad and Doctor Victor Aberdeen. Thanks to Liberal Arts and Science. To My Post Grad Dean. Thanks for ..

by Shelly Reuben on July 25th

I have never been able to think about my favorite writers without imagining them hunched over manuscripts, their brains filled ..

by Shelly Reuben on July 18th

From time’s first day, all will agree That certain things are true. The grass is green, and orange is … orange, And, yep! ..

by Shelly Reuben on July 11th

Pack my bag, I’m going home. Good God, I’ve waited long. To stay away For such a time, Was folly … waste. Was wrong. Reserve a ..

by Shelly Reuben on July 4th

I got curious to find out if anybody – other than a few rare souls like myself – actually likes ..

by Shelly Reuben on June 27th

I walked into a building one overcast day When the sky was quite gloomy and grubby. And looked at the slots by ..

by Shelly Reuben on June 20th

It recently dawned on me that although many, if not most of you, know the origin of the expression “Tilting ..

by Shelly Reuben on June 13th

I have decided that we need a new holiday. To explain, I’ll start with the opening lines of a poem ..

by Shelly Reuben on June 6th

I’ll start today with a mini-recollection. The context is sad, but just push that aside, and listen to the message. Many ..

by Shelly Reuben on May 30th

The temperature’s rising. The sun’s blazing hot. When I sit in the shade, I won’t budge from the spot, There is, though, ..