SNReview Autumn2006 ISSN: 1527-344X Volume 8 Issue 2
Fiction
The Spirits of Common Ends by C. Asano
I decided to visit Japan a final time. While there, I planned to spend the last of my money on delicacies, ryokan accommodations, and a train ticket to my family's old property, now a Western hotel...
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One Evening in Wintertime in North of Ukraine by Carlos Bez
The American walked to the table nearest the bar and sat on a stool with his back to the wall. It was his table, his for the past month, ever since he started coming to this bar. The table was always open; it was too close to the bar for intimate conversation. The American was always alone....
The Mission by Ranjan Das
“Stop fiddling with the damn thing,” the older man said. “Get a grip on yourself.” He crushed the cigarette butt into the full ashtray on the coffee table and sat back straight on the old, yellowed sofa. The younger man gingerly dropped the 9-mm Marakov...
Move Over, Lucy by Jewel Beth Davis
After it was all over, she drove home considering how she would handle the matter next time. She thought of herself as very competent and smart. Always smart. She had several advanced degrees and acknowledged very readily to her friends that she was something of an intellectual snob...
The Suicide Watch by Joel James Davis
Pepper Kyler has a four-inch scar running from the bottom of his right nostril up across the crooked nose to the core of his forehead. His little brother witnessed the seemingly routine play that resulted in the thin, meandering purple line.
May Cause Harm to Self or Others by Naomi Kimbell
I was about fourteen when I found out my mom was afraid of me. She confessed this to my dad shortly after I requested a sword for Christmas.
Departures by Scott Leslie
Two figures rose in the darkness, the sunlight moving suddenly across their faces like a spotlight. The escalator folded into the landing up ahead like a series of small white blades. Craig reached back for Manisha's hand, knowing it was almost time, and
Orion's Belt by Tom Sheehan
All things in that year of 1936 (as well as other years in that prohibitive stretch of history), when I was eight and the middle child of seven, were temperate and moderate to say the least, and signs of that firm modesty lay everywhere one would look. For me it was meal time...
Poetry
Three Poems by Samantha Charlip
Above Ground, Presentism, Evening.
Three Poems by Joshua Conklin
My Father's Lips, Lettering, Neo-Cortex Nightmare.
Three Poems by Jeff Crouch
Painter's Tape, Hitler Rapes Mary Poppins, a truck full of ready-made windows.
Three Poems by Mark DeCarteret
Back When Again, Peninsula (From a DC-10), Photosynthesis.
Three Poems by Alison Eastley
Twenty-Three Degrees of Freedom Isn't Enough, He Falls Asleep, Needles and Pins.
Three Poems by Michael Estabrook
Egret, My Grandma Sadie, 100 Colorful Plastic Pieces.
Four Poems by Mindy Kronenberg
Film Noir, The Guest, Hairline.
Three Poems by Lisa Liken
Black, The Farm, Behind the Garage Door.
Three Poems by Kamau Rucker
On Crossing the Continent in the Belly of a Bird: An Ode to White Cloud; Between Ghana, and Georgia, and Brooklyn, two generations died; Treading.
Two Poems by Jessamyn Smyth
aubade, elegy
Three Poems by Lucas Christian Stock
July 4th, 1935, A Photograph; Funeral Pie; Grandfather.
Three Poems by Sharon Wallace
Frocks of White Robes,2646 West Grand Avenue, Thread.
Essays
(Creative Non-Fiction)
Bat! Duck! by Dana Biscotti Myskowski
A bat flew into my arm. At dusk. Eight feet from my front door. We'd just walked the dog, my husband and me. And grabbed our son off the skate park. We were returning home. One of my men said something...