STORY OF THE WEEK

Faith

Joey’s lying on a chaise in his dusty backyard. He’s outlived many much younger addicts. Why him? It’s like pondering the meaning of life.

POEM OF THE WEEK

What Do the
Hands Remember?

They wept when the body wept, trembled each time the body fell silent with pleasure. Salt and regret left their mark on them.

WINNERS & FINALISTS

Congratulations . . .

to William Brewer, Javier Zamora, and Monica Sok, the top three winners, and to the contest finalists. See the complete list here.

FICTION

Unfinished Desires: Maud, Christmas 1951

David Copperfield was making her aware that someone else’s story could make you ache as though it were your own.

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The Hotel Macabre

Sitting here next to her husband, not touching, she thinks about how the whole day has become fraught with unbidden surges of memory from the other marriage.

FICTION

Certain Friends for Certain Secrets

Because Wyatt was so inscrutable, he might have lied to me. It might have suited his purposes, whatever they were, to create some drama where there wasn’t any.

Dawn Chapman

Mission Control had their own agenda and for all our second-guessing, we could only put our heads down and hope for the best. We all sweated out the selection process.

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Perfume River

He does not dare to ask the questions flaring in his head. Will she stay. Can they be together. She studies him closely but with her own eyes steady.

FICTION

Eminent Domain

He would wear out a pair of four-thousand-dollar sneakers in three days, so rapacious was his stride. He filled it all up, broke everything’s seams.

FICTION

The Dynamics
of Faith

If we all chase the life we think we deserve, who stays home? The boys wanted a mother. Did they get one? No. We made do with what we had.

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The Killer

The Kid had a talent for wooing folks into obliging him and it worked again on Smith. The Kid came back with a six-shooter, a holster, and a box of cartridges.

FICTION

The Man Arguing in the Kitchen

Dogs—as far as the eye could see—dogs. Good God! Hess had no idea a town as inhospitable as Tromso could have so many dogs.

FICTION

Alluvium

He soon found himself envious of her, and then obsessed, her strong sense of purpose, her motives. He felt as though he had been poisoned with lust.

NONFICTION

NARRATIVE 10

MASTER CLASS

NONFICTION

Trump: The Nature of His Game

I find myself thinking about the brief time I spent in Trump’s orbit almost thirty years ago and what it taught me about how he operates.

NARRATIVE 10

An Interview

Your cure for when the spirit flags?

Caffeine. Reading poetry. Writing by hand. More caffeine.

MASTER CLASS

NARRATIVE OUTLOUD

CLASSICS

FEATURES

NARRATIVE OUTLOUD

The Manzanos

My name is my grandmother’s: Ofelia Alma Zamora. I am eleven years old and too young to die, but I am dying nonetheless.

CLASSICS

Old Mortality

Maria and Miranda felt they had lived a long time. Their memories began years before they were born, in the lives of the grown-ups around them.

FEATURES

Forward Together

Alexis de Tocqueville’s observations about democracy find renewed expression in the speeches of the Reverend Dr. William Barber.

POETRY CONTEST WINNERS

POETRY CONTEST WINNERS

Facts about Deer and Other Poems

Who cares what I think, but I wished just then to have a knife. I wished I knew a little about guns and to own one or to know something sorcerous.

Horn Gate and
Other Poems

Smothering fog flowed over the town like a sea. But the tree broke it, and held it off, sustaining around itself a shaggy sphere of clarity.

Muslim Girlhood

I never found myself in any pink aisle. There was no box for me with glossy cellophane like heat and a neat packet of instructions in six languages.

iPOEMS

Aubade

Some officer’s killed an unarmed child, a middle-schooler this time, near a shopping mall, where the weather, like here, is unusually mild.

iPOEMS

Love Song Full
of Holes

praise the nape of you where  dark bee of my mouth goes troubling the plum swale

Argonaut

Now what jut: my head emergent in original night, its thatched hair ablaze with constellations.

POETRY

POETRY

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POETRY

Superwhite and Other Poems

First, there was a fish. And then there was the consciousness of robots. What came between seemed durable enough.

POETRY

The Trees Named “Glowing Embers”

Fire ants, unchecked, build small volcanoes to the door. The cats who persist in the drainage ditch visit me where I sit.

POETRY

A Serious Desert

The thing about consciousness is, well, it has tributaries full of water moccasins. Suddenly, you’re bitten and the antidote is more venom.

POETRY

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From “A Poppy
in My Hair”

Does being settled deserve praise? As with livestock, breeding is needed, but must I stay with you until my dark hair grows green onion roots?

POETRY

English

When I was a boy, he says, the sky began burning, & someone ran knocking on our door one night. The house became birds in the eaves too low for a boy’s ears.

POETRY

Here, on the Frontier of Promise and Other Poems

God,    please send a tide       to sweep the brine       high time or if it’s not       then just       some numb                   to tide me over or                to shore

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The Importance of Doing Nothing

When my planes squat under a film of the last month’s work, I know I will probably have to sharpen a few irons before they are once again useful to me.

POETRY

The Way the
Light Reflects

The paint doesn’t move the way the light reflects, so what’s there to be faithful to? I am faithful to you, darling I say to the paint.

POETRY

Beyond That

I have a wish to see the land whole, return song to poetry, call strange mountains my brothers, and release my heart from the corpse of longing.

SIX-WORD STORIES

SIX-WORD STORIES

CARTOONS

SIX-WORD STORIES

Youth

Regret, heartbreak, coming of age, and moving on, all in two six-word stories by this seventeen-year-old author.

SIX-WORD STORIES

Faith

The unexpected consequences of education take center stage in this ironic six-word story.

CARTOONS

Cartoon Art Volume 2016-11

The absurd and hilarious, by Pat Byrnes, Lydia Conklin, Mick Stevens, Julia Suits, and P. C. Vey

CARTOONS

CARTOONS

Cartoon Art Volume 2016-10

New laughs from Todd Condron, Mary Lawton, Drew Panckeri, Victoria Roberts, and Julia Suits.

CARTOONS

Cartoon Art Volume 2016-09

Art and humor by Pat Byrnes, Amy Kurzweil, Mary Lawton, Victoria Roberts, and Mick Stevens.

CARTOONS

Cartoon Art Volume 2016-08

Great toons by J. C. Duffy, Susan Camilleri Konar, Drew Panckeri, Julia Suits, and P. C. Vey.