by Mark Crimmins Her blue hands tremble as if they have just crawled out of her sleeves.
by Liz Breen Yet he knew that if he could be anything in the world, he would be her cigarette.
by E.B. Bartels “Describing the human experience is a job too big for one person,” Batuman said. There can’t just be one writer, because writers...
by Jeremiah Driver Had a moth seeking shelter found moisture in the dark?
by Zahra Chithiwala After the dust settled, I put on one of her sweaters and walked and walked until I couldn’t walk anymore.
Judged by Francisco Goldman (fiction), Cheryl Strayed (nonfiction), and Alan Michael Parker (poetry).
by John Findura Most shark attacks occur ten feet from shore
by E.B. Bartels This just in: Ted Conover, nonfiction writer famous for his immersion and undercover journalist, is cooler than your dad.
by Christopher Soto that it is harder to kill something with an identity
by Carla Stockton Anyone who’s ever been held up in any way will tell you that in the aftermath, such a transgression is alarmingly unnerving;...
by Chris Edling Death may be eternal, but so is the joy of knowing you enabled Joan to make out with a Keith Richards impersonator...
by Jill Rosenthal “Too much water” someone said, Because enormous trees don’t just give up And tip over in the night.