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Ringworm and the Blue Madonna

Nothing was permanent, no friend I made, no math test I took.

Roman Couplets and Other Poems

I am left with little Rome for error. I choose wrong, then I revise.

Romance of the Arts

I wander among my recollections of the world of letters in London.

Romeo to His Juliet

Let’s span a time with each other. The mutual will give us pleasure.

Rooster Hour

What does it take for a woman like you to decide to do something?

Rundown

Well, back home has really changed, you won’t get that same bammy.

Sail On

The wild-eyed horse was more a figure of nightmare than dream.

Salter on Salter

What counts in the long run is pleasure in conversation with each other.

Sam

Richard Bausch

Sartre and Beauvoir in the Sahara

Michelle dances on his forehead like an imp, like an illness in motion.

Saved

By the end of my trip to St. Thomas, I had discovered a reason to live.

Savior Games

When we move together in the dark I can almost get to him but I turn back.

Say Yes and Her Dog

Tobias Wolff

Sea Mud

Her body too, a mystery in motion. But does she own her body?

Search Party

Christ is not alive but the she-blood is. Slow down and swerve to miss her.

Second First Night

She alone knew how he could be swept up, tender interior laid bare.

Second Thoughts

Six-word stories about the the perplexities of love and desire.

Secret and Suggestion in Peter Taylor’s “Allegiance”

Peter Taylor’s stories are jigsaw puzzles of nuance and suggestion.

Self-Portraits

If he was cheating on her, he was cheating on her paintings as well.

Selfie at Delphi

It’s silly, I know, half-expecting to see Apollo playing lyre to a muse.

Selling Cigarettes

It never occurred to me that I was being sold too, standing inside my box. Basil was annoyed. All that training he’d given me going to waste on art? I’ve been selling cigarettes, I said, as if it were a credential.

Seneca Lake, Ohio

You put his hand around your throat but he keeps moving it away.

Sent

It seemed that someone had died, but really it was part of us.

Serendipity

Sarah let herself be guided by her desire, inescapable and true.

Seven Waves for Good Luck

I found it impossible to forget that we lived in a poor country.

Sexting

The thumbnail spoke directly to the most excitable parts of himself.

Shadow in My Bed

Eyes wide open, I offer myself to a new boy and watch him grow.

Shakespeare’s Sister

The writer must let his mind celebrate its nuptials in darkness.

Shallow Sea

“Dorm whores” his roommate calls them. They come for the booze.

Shattered

He had dreamed of being a front-runner, someone who changed lives.