Stories
Nonfiction
Once, when young and proud, I tried to grasp the enormity of the past.
Classics
The boy had never before seen his father hopeless. He was afraid.
Poem of the Week
She fell out of her own composition, fell and landed flat on her face.
Fiction
If Vann kisses her, a mist will rise in her brain. A promise of oblivion.
Story of the Week
I had promised my children to end the war before they grew up.
Poem of the Week
Dogs electrocuted, set on fire. What buys the right to drown a dog?
Poem of the Week
You smile into the phone static, the breath of your beloved.
Fiction
He’s not the skinny hippie all the paintings make Him out to be.
Fiction
The future was spread out for us to go in any direction we wanted.
Poem of the Week
You couldn’t believe what the rhododendrons do around here.
Readers' Narratives
There was no way of knowing how many would answer the call to march.
Readers' Narratives
My mother’s allegiance shifted from Pope Benedict to Glenn Beck.
Readers' Narratives
I know that when she says eye, she does not mean the eye itself.
Poem of the Week
Severe knobs of head and tail: one a horn of venom, the other masked.
Poetry Contest Winners
Her mother is a locked door with another door behind it.
Poem of the Week
I am subject to you in the way the water is subject to the moon.
Fiction
“You know what they say about
free health care. It costs money.”
free health care. It costs money.”
Fiction
I was only five when Dad told me I had died. “You drowned,” he said.
Story of the Week
Albert came to her rescue. “The Great Gatsby’s our religion,” he said.
iStories
Pressed against his body, mean with wanting, she’d surrendered.
Poem of the Week
If only to hold on by opening lord give me this one eighth day
Fiction
Rain falls steadily, rattling down drainpipes and gurgling into gutters.
Poem of the Week
I wonder if those tiny computers in pigeons’ brains ever crash?
Poem of the Week
I once watched a man wax a hallway with an overweight rotary brush.
Story of the Week
Ella knew she hadn’t hurt Sebastian, but she knew she’d betrayed him.
Story of the Week
“Wanna give it a go?” my brother asks, nudging me with his 12-gauge.
Poem of the Week
You live in this country, you put up bars, you train your dogs to snarl.
Poem of the Week
Her husband is away at the family cabin, and she is glad for the space.
