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Stories
Classics
A week later, I said to a friend: I don’t think I could ever write about it.
Fiction
It was to keep us impartial and to protect us from threats and bribes.
Story of the Week
Sarah let herself be guided by her desire, inescapable and true.
Story of the Week
Of the sixteen elephants, one—a lady—completely took my heart.
Winter Contest Winners
I found it impossible to forget that we lived in a poor country.
Story of the Week
The thumbnail spoke directly to the most excitable parts of himself.
Poetry
Eyes wide open, I offer myself to a new boy and watch him grow.
Story of the Week
“Dorm whores” his roommate calls them. They come for the booze.
Narrative Outloud
He finds the note taped to the lid of the toilet: “There’s someone else.”
Poem of the Week
Never takes much, a fingertip’s touch, or beak-brush of prey-probing bird.
Poetry
Snow on blue roof tiles—sleeping village awakened by waves.
Readers' Narratives
The situation was desperate for Chinese and foreigners.
Story of the Week
The shapes called them bastard loads. The lazy creations of fools.
Spring Contest Winners
“In a way, it’s your fault,” he says, handing us a bag of frozen peas.
Poetry
Beggars know to emerge when you’ve more than enough to give.
Fiction
He’d reenlisted in ’64; he would not go home until the War was won.
Narrative High School Writing Contest
Grief is a rude houseguest. She stays up late. She leaves messes.
Fiction
He had dreamed of being a front-runner, someone who changed lives.
Story of the Week
Her hips, her pelvis, broke free of concerns. His eyes hovered.
Story of the Week
“Hey, babe,” he said, breathing into the phone like a sex maniac.
iStories
I love you to distraction, she would say. I love you beyond love.
Poem of the Week
Summer’s erosion has begun, all that taking the waves from shore.
Narrative Taste
I read cookbooks the way I do poetry, with a willingness to be transported.
Story of the Week
Welcome, the place seemed to say, let’s screw with you a little more.
Poem of the Week
The people awakened, rose up, raged at tyrants garbed in uniforms.