It was the summer of '82, my first year at Saint Vincent's. I'd just arrived in the city, a newly minted nurse from the Midwest, and taken an apartment on Perry Street with three other nurses. He was
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Short Fiction
Poetry
Contemporary
1 min
Interpreters
Creative Nonfiction
Portrait
2 min
The Alchemy of Time and Presents Past
Everyone receives gifts they neither need nor want—bath salts for people who only shower, a frilly nightgown wrapped up for someone who sleeps in sweatpants, that 27th tie . . . Sometimes we return
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Short Fiction
Young Adult
4 min
Of Sunflowers and Stars
A long time ago, when the world was new, the night sky was a dark void absent of moon or stars. By day, Helios, the Sun God, filled the sky with light as he raced his chariot around the heavens
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Comics
1 min
Neighborhood Cats, In Order
Short Fiction
Humor
4 min
Re: Your Chinchilla
Dear Editor,
Attached is my short story, "Lovestruck." Please publish it in your magazine as I see it becoming a runaway success.
Best,
Nancy
(P.S. It's allegorical.) ... [+]
Attached is my short story, "Lovestruck." Please publish it in your magazine as I see it becoming a runaway success.
Best,
Nancy
(P.S. It's allegorical.) ... [+]
Poetry
Melancholy
1 min
From Sailors' Bones
Creative Nonfiction
A Gift of One Green Stone
For Richard
It was 1984 and we were pretending to be spies.
It was one of those "adult" games that twists your arm to mingle. Our host, David, greeted us at the door with a card that had ou ... [+]
It was 1984 and we were pretending to be spies.
It was one of those "adult" games that twists your arm to mingle. Our host, David, greeted us at the door with a card that had ou ... [+]
Short Fiction
While We're Yet Remembered
It was the splatter of liquid on my face that woke me. Shitty-quality beer, with a taste of loam. Awareness returned as it puddled beneath me, where the tree roots grew against my back. Feet on the
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Poetry
Humor
1 min
The Poison Oak Rash
Short Fiction
Slice of Life
3 min
I Ain't Your Mama
Mrs Wallace had to jaywalk to make the bus, which was about to pull away. It wasn't easy. She was overweight and her left knee, which hadn't been feeling so good of late, felt spongey. Breathing
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Poetry
Contemporary
1 min
Isosceles II (Incorrigible)
Short Fiction
Slice of Life
2 min
Waiting for Another Train
There he was, waiting for another train. He was so sick of the subways. Always late. Dirty. Noisy. Flying maniac kids dancing for dollars. Bad musicians. Endless panhandlers. And the so-called
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Poetry
Summer Rituals
Poetry
Sensitive
Short Fiction
The Identification of Bears
"Do you like Sunshine Bear?"
Becca scowls down at her white shirt emblazoned with a smiling bear—at the long, bony finger inches away from her skinny chest.
"It's Funshine Bear," she says. She ... [+]
Becca scowls down at her white shirt emblazoned with a smiling bear—at the long, bony finger inches away from her skinny chest.
"It's Funshine Bear," she says. She ... [+]
Poetry
Getting Her Daughter Ready
She ties on her daughter's wings made not
of wax, leather, eagle feathers, but of
paper, ribbon ... [+]
of wax, leather, eagle feathers, but of
paper, ribbon ... [+]