Stories
N30B Winners
I keep waking up on the edge of the black lake. He’s on the other side.
Fall Contest Winners
Her previous existence seemed unreal, now, a faint rumor.
Story of the Week
She’d lifted the plot from a TV show she’d watched the night before.
Story of the Week
I was bold, even reckless, in what I wrote, and in how I wrote it.
Religion is secondary to the author’s imaginative re-creation of history.
Nonfiction
I was happy I had no one to talk to, to be alone. Happy to be in the hospital.
Fiction
She looks in the mirror above the sink, and her image makes eye contact.
Narrative Outloud
The rhythm and sound is in there to start, and it seems to lead the way.
Story of the Week
He didn’t fall in line with our well-established porn-shop hierarchy.
Poetry
The website said November was a good time for appreciating bark.
Poem of the Week
The child at the rummage sale— more souvenirs than memories.
Fiction
Stripped we are — no mark of wealth or rank upon us. We wear our skins.
Nonfiction
Hemorrhages, it was thought, do not appear for no reason.
Features
We went in search of the vividly remembered missing pages.
Poem of the Week
The rings of Saturn flash their nothing yellows, nothing blues beautiful.
Nonfiction
Nothing was permanent, no friend I made, no math test I took.
Fiction
John-Michael kept his mouth open until saliva had pooled behind his teeth.
Fiction
Rise the Euphrates, my first novel, grew out of a feverish dream.
Fiction
Kenny Wade makes do with short-term schemes and part-time work.
Poem of the Week
The roads have come to an end now, they don’t go any farther.
Fiction
I hear Tchaikovsky when I close my eyes and pretend I’m flying.
Story of the Week
Any invented quotation, played with confidence, can deceive.
Poetry
I am left with little Rome for error. I choose wrong, then I revise.
Story of the Week
I wander among my recollections of the world of letters in London.
