Natural Habitat ~ Sarah M. Wells

“Drip, drip, drop When the sky is cloudy You come along, come along with your Pretty little song” from Disney’s Bambi – “Little April Showers”   After the bison stuck their long, muddy snouts fully through the rolled-down windows of our Ford Expedition and the kids shrieked with glee, we rolled up the windows and […]

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Fellow Travellers ~ Grace Bauer

  Picture a highway. The New Jersey Turnpike, to be exact. Picture two young women –early twenties — standing on the shoulder of that highway, backpacks resting at their feet as they raise their arms and cock their thumbs upward and slightly out in that universally recognized gesture that says: Hello stranger, I’m on the […]

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Missing ~ Caroline Sutton

  I’m considering taking down an ungainly splay-leafed maple in the back yard, which grows out of a rock with the tenacity of a hyena stealing kill from a leopard.   This tree has left the pines behind it spindly and transparent with brittle branches reduced to naked twigs.  It has caused the dogwood to grow […]

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Dream Houses ~ Jill Talbot

  A man walks up and down my street in a red t-shirt, jeans, and flat sneakers. Every few steps, he stops and looks back for a moment, then turns around, keeps walking. Slowly. The first time I saw this, my ten-year-old daughter came into the kitchen to tell me there was a man outside, […]

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Crepe Hanger ~ Vincent Reusch

  I dreamt last night that I was dying.  When I awoke, my wife, Heather, was standing by our bed, wrapped in a bath towel, going through her purse.  “I dreamt I was dying,” I told her. “Baby,” she said.  “That’s terrible.” “I was here at our house,” I said.  I lay on my back, […]

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White Gloves ~ Laurie Levy

            Two women are sitting on the couch, another is perched on a chair adjacent to the couch, and Rock Hudson, grinning, is draped along the back of the couch, braced on his splendid right elbow. The women are all looking straight ahead, smiling into the camera. The older woman […]

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Houses ~ Sandell Morse

      “If I were asked to name the chief benefit of the house, I should say: the house, shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.”                                         […]

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Almost Enough Caviar ~ Michael Cohen

“I was perhaps twenty-three when I first ate almost enough caviar”  —M. F. K. Fisher, With Bold Knife and Fork I. The Savory Science Sitting in the grill room of the Savoy Hotel in July, 1990, with a plate of salmon with sorrel sauce before me, I indulged in a peculiar fantasy. I imagined the […]

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Pitman Creek ~ Jeff Muse

The popular view of Appalachia is a land where every man is willing, at the drop of a proverbial overall strap, to shoot, fight, or fuck anything on hind legs. We’re men who buy half-pints of boot-legged liquor and throw the lids away in order to finish the whiskey in one laughing, brawling night, not […]

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Passion, Once Removed ~ Jim Dameron

    I’ve never eaten a guava, I’ve never even seen one, though I’m pretty sure it’s a sexy fruit. I’m certainly attracted to the word guava anyway. You have to open your mouth, linger expectantly for a moment. Diphthongs will do that I guess—two similar sounds in close proximity, so comfortable, yet fresh, even […]

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