In the twilight of the night, in the rain-fog at summer’s edge, when the skunk comes amble-burrowing in the compost heap for scraps of marrow to deep to suck from bone, when the rain comes on the cement porch steps, a-pat-it a-pa-tit a-pat-it, when the skunk runs rumba to its rhythm and off into the […]
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S&R Poetry: “Cepaea nemoralis” by Peter Cobbold
Zoology students are apt to quail when asked what use are the bands on a snail The evidence they learn in class the banding helps it hide in grass If this is so it seems absurd the shell is so round and curved For life in grass one would conjecture a somewhat flatter architecture The […]
S&R Poetry: "Timing," by Laurin Wolf
Timing Is time a thought that we create, a crack in space meant to alleviate the ache, harness worn on the wrist like a shackled prison bitch? I wonder what is at stake if time is sent away, eternity swept up in flame, forgotten like rampage. Avoid the tick and tock purposefully, and go on […]
S&R Fiction: "Mile 127" by Joseph Lambach
So, they’re all just sitting there. Looking into the camera. She – Lisa – has that smile I know so well. But that’s only because we have history. Not to be too pragmatic, or over-zealous, or somehow say that there was real-life no-shit chemistry, because there wasn’t. To say that wouldn’t be the truth. But […]
S&R Fiction: "Prayers" by Madeline Weinland
The clean-shaven man entered the church after the sermon had already begun. He took a seat next to an elderly woman in pink tweed, clutching her own underlined Bible with one hand while fingering her wooden rosary with the other. She looked over at the man with contempt as he sat down. He gave the […]
S&R Fiction: "The Antique" by Jay Sizemore
Looking back on his life, Michael could see the mistakes that led him to the street, but knowing them did nothing to change his fate. The world was a hard, cold place, nothing but concrete and glass. Living things struggled for space to breathe, to stretch their arms toward each other, to feel that connection […]
S&R Nonfiction: The Bookman, by Elizabeth Titus
Blame it on four-dollar cupcakes. And capitalists and philistines. Because of them, the bookman has been forced out of his spot on Columbus Avenue just outside 67 Wine at 68th Street. At least, that’s what the angry words scrawled in black magic marker on a piece of salvaged wood propped up against a parking meter […]
S&R Fiction: Sitting in a Tipi, Waiting for a Truck by Nathan Elberg
“We’re lost.” “What are you talking about?” It was dangerous to be lost in the sub-arctic wilderness, especially in winter. “You and I aren’t where we should be.” We found the beaver trap.” Albert tried to keep the panic out of his voice. “You told me Indians don’t get lost.” Fred smiled. “Well, maybe sometimes… […]
S&R Nonfiction: "Collage in the Closet" by Francis DiClemente
1 The manuscripts had collected in my bottom drawer. This verbal clutter consisted of poems, stories and film scripts, all fused into the genre of unwanted black ink on white paper; in short, words rejected by the eyes of editors. And then in early December 2009, an idea struck me. I decided to try to […]
S&R Poetry: "A Lost Language," by Mark J. Mitchell
Unpacking words, she spreads them out Like cards that might reveal something Hidden. There’s no room for your doubt. Unpacking her words, they fan out Into a hand, neat, clear of rings. Unpacking those words, she spreads them out Beyond speech. Until they can sing.
S&R Nonfiction: "62 Questions to Ask a Ghost," by Leanna Lawrence
I. May 30th, 2010. Winston-Salem, North Carolina. In which I insist upon the veracity of the enclosed. The characters in the following narrative were once really alive, even the kangaroo. What is your name? How old are you? Do you have any relatives? Are you married? Where do you live? Where do you work?
S&R Fiction: "The Leak" by Chuck Kramer
He knocked briskly on the door, hoping it conveyed his irritation. That damn leak was making a mess in his condo and he wanted it fixed. He knew he shouldn’t get so upset over a leaking pipe which could be quickly repaired; but the events of the last few years had changed him and he […]
S&R Fiction: "Magic," by Carol Smallwood
Mark was going out the door with his baseball mitt when she asked, “How’d you like to see The Magic Spot? You know, the place that’s advertised on that big billboard with lots of question marks?” “Sure!” He pounded his fist in his glove. “When?” Jenny looked up from her Nancy Drew activity book and […]
S&R Fiction: "Professio," by Fred Paola
His anger was everywhere, fed by a spring, deep and paradoxically hot. Avvocato Tapinella had been for years somewhat of a joke in the Calabrian town of Nocera Terinese, known as the good-natured lawyer who could be counted on to lose any case entrusted to him. Until . . . His two-year-old son had developed […]
S&R Nonfiction: "Open Letter to Fidel Castro," by Jessica Dur
Dear Mr. Castro, I know you have little tolerance for the big bad neighbor to the north that has for years antagonized your slender island jewel. So let me admit right up front that I am indeed one of those Americans who lolls around in the mud of our freedom—I surf the Internet; I criticize […]
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