Stories
Story of the Week
“She’s just a girl,” Sarah’s mother said. “A very, very young girl.”
Poem of the Week
Michelle dances on his forehead like an imp, like an illness in motion.
Story of the Week
The new generation doesn’t play war, which is a shame; they text.
Story of the Week
By the end of my trip to St. Thomas, I had discovered a reason to live.
Poem of the Week
When I was born I saw death devour the birth of something.
Nonfiction
The clock kept ticking, and the investors bailed out one by one.
Winter Contest Winners
When we move together in the dark I can almost get to him but I turn back.
Poem of the Week
Like a bird with a broken wing I will smudge the line of the hopscotch.
Readers' Narratives
I reacted like a thief caught red-handed, and snapped the screen shut.
Poem of the Week
Sometimes in sunlight the scar shines, skin smooth and tight.
Poem of the Week
Outside the kids play stretcher. One of them was dying between my hands.
Poetry
Sing to your sisters in the water, let your arms and lashes flutter.
Story of the Week
Kids were just let out of school to spend the summer running in packs.
Story of the Week
Had he been a man, we could’ve saved his life right then and there.
Fall Contest Winners
Her body too, a mystery in motion. But does she own her body?
Poem of the Week
Christ is not alive but the she-blood is. Slow down and swerve to miss her.
N30B Winners
The sun falls back and vanishes like the men in my family who’ve died.
Poem of the Week
What would you say about the driver of the truck that killed you?
Spring Contest Winners
She alone knew how he could be swept up, tender interior laid bare.
Poem of the Week
I measured your breath with my breath, your foot with my thumb.
Six-Word Stories
Six-word stories about the the perplexities of love and desire.
Nonfiction
Peter Taylor’s stories are jigsaw puzzles of nuance and suggestion.
Story of the Week
The lock surrendered, after a short struggle, to the poker.
Poem of the Week
It takes you more than ten thousand years to orbit the sun.
