At ten minutes before ten o’clock on a morning absent of fog, a worn-out, wood-sided cottage began rolling down from close to Russian Hill’s top. The uncommon sight of a house moving […]
S&R Fiction: "I Awoke First That Morning," by Clare Steele
Felix scanned the room for a response. I knew he wanted me to look up. He was perched on the edge of a table, his legs stretched out in front of him, […]
S&R Poetry: Two poems from Ron Yazinski
Boulder Ghost Tour Because I want to see ghosts, I pass the two rooms in this hotel that are said to be haunted. I want to see the filmy image, at the […]
S&R Poetry: Two Poems by BD Feil
Backyard Coyote Out in the open between the two willows unshaven a little too lean for song coffee for dinner last night cigarettes the night before he strains to see what I […]
S&R Fiction: "Some Good From All This," by James Kenny
In the living room, he and Laura sat at opposite ends on the long couch. His mother picked up another photograph from the mantelpiece. The thick, silver frame caught a glint from […]
S&R Fiction: "Blue," by John Gale
Lucy pushed her finger into the tear in Blue Bear’s stomach and pulled the cotton out. It was nasty to make a slit with her Biro, but she needed a place to […]
S&R Fiction: "The Liberty Club," by Gary Marmorstein
A stewardess named Denise–that’s what it said on the plastic nameplate she wore over her right breast–accompanied me out of the TWA jet and onto the portable stairs. The blast of humid […]
S&R Fiction: "Business," by Teresa Milbrodt
The chandelier might have been there for months, sheathed by bushes and high weeds, or it might have been dropped off the week before we found it, me and Noni who had […]
S&R Nonfiction: "Studs Lonigan Revisited," by Fred Skolnik
by Fred Skolnik In the pantheon of the Classic American Novel, An American Tragedy and U.S.A. had been novels about the essential division of America between those who have and those […]
S&R Poetry: Three Poems, by Arhm Choi
Train Flowers – for my father Flowers are the only things we can cut away from a body, put in water, and watch open slowly. Today the subway is blasted full by […]
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