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Winter 2005

  • Ivan Turgenev

    The sunrise does not blaze fiercely but spreads in a gentle flush.

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  • Shann Ray

    His mother’s face had been that pretty, though more resigned.

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  • Pia Z. Ehrhardt

    I put my arm around Larry’s shoulders and ask him to pull over.

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  • Roy Blount Jr.

    Eating a raw oyster is like exchanging a soul kiss with the sea.

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  • Alma García

    I could become something new. Improved. Like detergent.

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  • Jeanette Tyson

    A cold wind screams across the empty shelves of the fridge.

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  • Rick Bass

    I don’t think I was very frightened. I was simply hungry for home.

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Winter 2005
Editors’ Note

Nonfiction

  • Roy Blount Jr.Oysters

Fiction

  • Rick BassThe Diezmo, Part Two
  • Pia Z. EhrhardtFamous Fathers
  • Alma GarcíaThe Great Beyond
  • Krys LeeThe Salaryman
  • Shann RayMrs. Secrest

Classics

  • Ivan TurgenevBezhin Meadow

Interviews

  • Geoffrey Wolff

Readers' Narratives

  • R. Z. ChewThe New America,
    Los Angeles, California
  • Jay KatsirManhattan
  • Mark MacNamaraCivility Class, Schoolroom 6,
    The Atlas Mountains, Morocco
  • Chris McClellandVA Day Treatment Center,
    Orlando, Florida
  • Tina NettesheimHigh School Parking Lot,
    7 p.m, Ventura, CA
  • Jeanette TysonMy Kitchen, Austin, Texas

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