SNReview
Winter 2006 ISSN: 1527-344X Volume 7 Issue 4
Apogee
by Martin Brick
A train is heading west at 70
miles per hour. It departed at 10:35 a.m. In the smoking car,
among others, sit Willie and a man who smokes with unnatural
curiosity and attentiveness... Or
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The
Double by Nels Hanson
I was dead. I lay on the
cold pebbles. The water flowed over me. With drowned eyes I saw
the stars flicker like wet candles past the dark surface of the
creek.
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When
They Yell Wyoming by Aaron Hellem
Her
boyfriend was a warrior, but he was in jail down in Cheyenne. I
was the only one she knew who had a car and I told her I'd drive
her down there to bail... Or
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Empty
Bottles By Lily Hoang
He
thinks to himself, If I were to commit suicide, it wouldn't be by
drowning. He finds it difficult to breathe... Or
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Run
by Paul Kavanagh
Who
farted upon me? Impugned Satogata....It wasn’t me, stated
Smith with his arse up close to Satogata’s
countenance....The incivility was one thing, the opprobrium
another thing, but to wake in a cloud of reeking dead fish was
unconjecturable....
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The
Revolution to Save Beatrice by Letitia Moffitt
Beatrice
seems to think I’m Holly Golightly. I don’t know where
she could have gotten such an idea; I guess to any sheltered
Chinese girl who grew up in the sanitized suburbs of Marin County,
a 27-year-old... Or
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Life
on Mars by Joseph Conlin
Mars fascinated me
as a child. I presumed that a planet so similar to Earth—in
shape and proximity to the Sun—had life. I was not unlike so
many people of the early Sixties. Only the Soviet Union had...Or
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The
Art of Smiling by Matt Smith
Smiling...has
proven to be the most reliable evidence of the social utility of
nonverbal expression. A smile rarely crosses our lips unless we
are interacting with others. As such, it is almost purely a
form...
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