Fiction

DID I STUTTER?By Alan Berger  No one ever in any of Joe’s classrooms starting from kindergarten ever thought that he would ever be P.H.D. material. More like P.H.Duh material.So thought the students, the teachers. And Joe...

RETRO-GENESIS 5:24by Stephen Stratton Moore Fairfield County, Ohio 2012 A capricious dance of clouds and low-slanting sunlight brought the field of wild grass to life, turning it from the dull hues of winter into a brilliant,...

MARIABy Emily Peña Murphey On that last day before the big storm, I first noticed something was funny when our family went to the mercado in Las Altas.  We arrived very early, just as sunshine was coming...

AT TAFT POINTby Liana Andreasen Bouncing from boulder to boulder and all around the Valley, shrill voices blend with the cries of high-flying birds.By early November, Glacier Point Road had been closed for two weeks....

THE THINGS PEOPLE SAID WERE ALWAYS ABOUT THEMSELVESBy Jamey Johnson Genna      A poet picked her up at a reading.  She was new to this--married twice and most of her adult life, freshly divorced.  Well, not...

Night had fallen by the time I returned from hawking banana for Mummy. I stood the large steel tray against the wall and handed her the cash I’d made. Looking stern, she collected it,...

Remember Hawaii Thud, thud, thud, thud. The sound reaches through my dreamless sleep and I struggle to open my eyes against the brightness of the windows. “Amanda!” yells Greg through the front door. Sigh. How long...

WHAT WE TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT TURKEYby E. P. Tuazon My colleague, Faruk Irgulu, was talking.  Faruk was the head of our English Department at the school we taught at and sometimes that...

A FORK IN THE ROADby Gary Delmar Jaycox   “Can I pee in the back of your truck? Pleeeese.”            Thus roused from a fleeting daydream, I turned to my left to see her standing there. On...