ISSUE 20, Spring 2006

 

 

 

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WHAT WE'RE GOOD AT
By Sheryl St. Germain

He is from a land that also lies beneath the sea, and his people are trying to help save your ruined city, but you donít know that they will.

NEW CRAFT ESSAYS
Rebecca McClanahan and Rosemary Davis

Rebecca McClanahan on the transformative power of "frelection" and Rosemary Davis with a free-form riff on Iowa's CreativenonfictioNow Conference.

THE WATER IS RISING PLEAS
By Jimmy Chen

Put a grown man on his roof, put in his hand a house painterís brush and heíll paint these words for the helicopters to see.
PARTY FOR FLOR PEQUEÑA
By Lauren Culley

Sixteen and pale, wearing a t-shirt from the Ohio State Fair and jelly bracelets on my left wrist, I am sure that I look like something tacked on at the last minute.
HUM
By Jeff Gundy

The car is the body and the body is the soul and the soul is no longer inside the body but floating, flying, slipping through the window.
SPINNING DOWN
By Lynda Rutledge

Without any warning, a wall of surf, instant and rogue, picked me up and thrust me toward the bleached and jagged coral between me and land.
SHOOT THE DRIFT
By Shane Borrowman

Before I ever put hand to pistol, there was drift in my life.
DRIVER ANTS
By Sari Fordham

They can eat through a trapped hen, leaving behind bones as clean as porcelain.

HOMETOWN
By Sarah Dickerson

I hear nothing else but the engineís rev and the pure, clean sound of burning rubber.

WHAT MY SUPERMARKET MEANS TO ME
By Lynn Schmeidler

Everything my heart desires resides inside these air-conditioned walls.

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