Illuminations-2015

Bloodsuckers

Prose
Aunt Lena is driving me home from yet another direct sales party hosted by her daughter.  In the ten years since we graduated college, my cousin, the Queen of Home-Based business, has sold purses, makeup, kitchen products, nutritional supplements, sex toys, and now, food products for a company called Classy Cuisine.   Just as I am about to ask Aunt Lena if anyone has ever considered pairing a Classy Cuisine party with a sex toy party, she starts telling me about the time she stopped my grandmother from killing my grandfather…

Read more!  “Bloodsuckers” is a short story published in Illuminations, Volume 16 | 2015, edited by Kimberly Fangman.

Illuminations (http://online.southeast.edu/Illuminations.nsf) is the award-winning artistic publication of Southeast Community College. In the Community College Humanities Association’s literary magazine competition,  Illuminations contributor Cameron Koll was awarded the Judges’ Merit Award in Fiction for his short story, “Baby Doll,” which appeared in Illuminations, Vol. 10!

A Late Frost

Prose
We thought we had made it. We had put out tremendous flight on a balmy day in early March, and since then, we’d been making multiple trips to the fields closest to the hive. Sure, the nectar flows were weak, but our reserves were growing. Yesterday, we finally started capping some cells. Until we begin capping, our food can disappear in a day or two. Traditionally, the capping of the cells heralds our Great Rite, The Flush of Spring Bloom, and by evening word had come down from the Queen that we would gather at midnight. We feasted throughout the night on high-sugar honey, sure of a prosperous season.
Needless to say, I didn’t want to go out this morning.  Better to stay in.  Better not to break the low-humming trance juddering from thousands of rapidly moving wings.  Sometime in the night, I’d had a revelation.  I understood, on a primal level, the great spiritual cycle I was born into.  I felt the sugar reserves transforming into raw power, fueling my wing muscles.  I wasn’t bee – I was glucose, pure energy.  The urgency of rubbing wing to wing, the thrumming infinity of all of us humming as one – we were the honey. I knew it then, that the sound and vibration was a kind of karmic passcode.  These were my credentials. They echoed through the combs of the hive and confirmed that I belong…

Read more!  “A Late Frost” is a short story published in Illuminations, Volume 15| 2014, edited by Kimberly Fangman.

Illuminations (http://online.southeast.edu/Illuminations.nsf) is the award-winning artistic publication of Southeast Community College. In the Community College Humanities Association’s literary magazine competition,  lluminations contributor Cameron Koll was awarded the Judges’ Merit Award in Fiction for his short story, “Baby Doll,” which appeared in Illuminations, Vol. 10!

What Lies Under the Heart

Prose
Illuminations Volume 13 2012

Illuminations Volume 13 2012

For the first three decades of my life, I had lived with an unidentified pain, an invisible wound that I wasn’t even aware of.  I felt the mask of my adoption shattering around me.  Memories flooded my mind, cracks in the veneer of my pretense.  I saw myself at age four, waking from a recurring nightmare in which I had been abducted or my parents killed in house fires and natural disasters; at age six, overhearing my parents discuss my teacher’s frustration at my constant crying; age nine, asking my mother if it was possible that I had a twin somewhere who had been adopted by another family; age twelve, filled with guilt after responding to a saleslady’s observation that I looked just like my mother with a curt, “No I don’t.  I’m adopted;” age fourteen, racking my brains trying to respond to an English assignment prompt that asked me to tell the story of my birth; age fifteen, paralyzed by the recessive/dominant gene trait worksheet my Biology teacher had assigned.  I was a tongue-roller with a widow’s peak and free ear lobes (dominant) and had light hair with reddish tints (recessive), but none of my physical combinations aligned with the family I grew up with like my classmates’ did.  

“What Lies Under the Heart” is a narrative essay published in Illuminations, Volume 13 | 2012, edited by Kimberly Fangman. Also published in this edition is the poem “Garlic.”

Illuminations (http://online.southeast.edu/Illuminations.nsf) is the award-winning artistic publication of Southeast Community College. In the Community College Humanities Association’s literary magazine competition, Illuminations contributor Cameron Koll was awarded the Judges’ Merit Award in Fiction for his short story, “Baby Doll,” which appeared in Illuminations, Vol. 10.

Gall Finalist in “Lincoln’s Got Talent”

News

Kara Gall was one of 13 finalists in “Lincoln’s Got Talent,” a local spin on a national idea.

On September 14 and 16, nearly 50 performers from around the city auditioned for the Friday, September 18 final competition  used to raise money for the Lincoln Community Playhouse.

Anthony Messineo, Playhouse President-elect says, “With America’s Got Talent, Dancing with the Stars, some other different ideas, we thought it would be a great way, being in the art community, to have people come out and showcase their talents to us.”

From musicians and comedians to singers and dancers, the competition showcased all forms of talent.

Gall sang her original song, “Demeter Waiting.” While she didn’t place among the top three, Gall walked away with a positive feeling from the experience. “Unfortunately, I came with only one shill, my daughter, who assures me that “lots of the grown-ups” voted for me. This was a really fantastic opportunity to meet some amazing local artists, make some musical contacts, and get really great (and useful!) feedback from the judges.”

Original Song about Drought on the Plains wins 1st Place

News

[clipped from Hi-Line Enterprise, July 2005]

Cozad, NE – Kara Gall, returned native of Eustis, won the 3rd Annual Bands Brews and Barbeques Talent Contest with her original song, Demeter Waiting. Gall, a writer and freelance graphic designer, is employed full time by the Middle Republican NRD in Curtis, NE. 2nd place in the contest went to Dustin Gleason, also a Eustis resident.

Gall’s song, a folk song about dry times on the Plains, is also featured on the Buffalo Commons Storytelling Festival website, in the “Turning the Century” storybook, a collection of short stories, poems and songs written about the life and times of people from southwest Nebraska. www.buffalocommons.org.

Contest judges included Stafford Thomson of The River, Jules Cooper of Mix 97 and Margaret Atwood, producer of the independent film, Independence, filmed last year in Cozad.

January 8, 2004, San Francisco

Events

Please Join Us for a Special Evening to Celebrate…

Women Who Eat!

Women Who Eat

Women Who Eat

Join Editor Leslie Miller and Contirbutors Lisa Jervis, Rachel Fudge, Christina Henry De Tessan, Christine Sienkiewicz, Kara Gall, and Terez Rose.

Thursday, January 8, 2004

7:00 PM

A Clean Well-Lighted Place for Books
601 Van Ness Avenue
San Francisco, CA
(415) 441-6670

March 9, 2000, Diesel Books, Oakland, CA

Events
spectrum

Spectrum

Spectrum…the distribution of energy emitted by radiant sources!

Join Kara Gall, Zinna Riley, Yvette Thomas, and Frankie Holtz-Davis for a reading by four Bay Area Women Writers attending Emeryville’s Taking the Leap Writing Program.

Thursday, March 9, 2000
7:30 PM

Diesel Books
5433 College Ave.
Oakland, CA
(510) 653-9965

Join us after the reading for a wine and cheese reception.

Conversion

Poetry

Conversion is a poem that was published in the Spring 1997 edition of The Flintlock.

The Flintlock Spring 1997

The Flintlock Spring 1997

Conversion

She was Catholic
until she married
my father
And though she betrays
no confidence to me
I sense that she misses
confession

The first time I took
the Lord’s Name in vain,
(it was 1979)she scolded me
and sent me to my room.
Crying into the corner
of my trundle-bed
I realized she loved
someone more than me

Our soap opera
picnics were never the same

perhaps because I
resented not being
her only confidant
knowing He knew all
those “certain things
better left unsaid”

I think she wants me to believe
she is as flawless as her God
I want her to be more
like me