Brevity: A Journal of Concise Literary Nonfiction

WOMEN'S WORK, 1943-1945 By Rebecca McClanahan Bread is delivered in funeral carts pulled by men stooped like horses, each named Israel.	BLUE SHIRT By Abby Frucht I was walking along on a sidewalk. There the cigarette lay, untouched, where it had slipped from a pack. It was a test I wouldn’t pass.
WHAT IF? By Ira Sukrungruang For a few years, you were all I had, and I liked your stories and I liked your pranks—though I would never tell you—and we were inseparable for a while.	WORDWRACK: OPENINGS By Barbara Hurd At another time in my life, I might have responded--raised a sail, plied my oars, at least considered the lure of infinity.
ARCHILOCHUS COLUBRIS, FIRST SIGHTING By Bonnie J. Rough My parents stand together in front of the picture window, facing the slack-tide sound, and my mother holds me up, invites me to look out.	RURAL ROUTE By Carrie Oeding One passenger traveled with a gun. One’s right nostril was full of snot. Before they renamed these roads to make us think 911 would bring help.
NINE DAYS By Suzanne LaFetra Number of: Consecutive nights she’d spent away from her family since her children were born: 2 Decades she’d been married: 0.9	WONDER IN AFRICA By Charles Cantalupo My taxi stopped behind a huge black limousine, out of which poured an entourage of muscular men and fashion model women – draped in a riot of bright Senegalese cloth.
DUSK, I-270 By Chris Orlet Like two drunks on the dance floor we collided, slowly, then he dropped from view.	OPENINGS By Jennifer Sinor As a child, in church, you held your father’s hands, rubbed the wire-thin scabs left by errant two-by-fours.

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	The All Black and White Photo Issue Summer, 2007