SNReview Fall 2005
ISSN: 1527-344X Volume 7 Issue 3
The House of Quadra by Tracey FranksOur fishing boat cuts through the cold, deep waters of the Discovery Passage like a comb parting thick, luxurious hair. Craggy cliffs, dotted with centuries-old pine trees, surround us rising tall from the water ...
How Many Miles to Bablyon by Nels HansonI can’t tolerate the whiteness of snow. I can’t look at my face in the mirror. I’ve grown a beard so I don’t have to shave, and fewer friends and strangers recognize me.
The Burning by Suzanne JuergensenIt’s that moment of the fire’s spreading, the sheer speed of it that I remember most clearly, watching from the crest of a hill that stretched up from the drive where the fire struck, and I was able to do nothing. It moved so eerily along a straight line...
Four Weeks by Katheryn Krotzer LabordeTú Bob Huong drove and drove, thinking life would be easier in a place they call the Big Easy, a place where musicians could live on the cheap and find a gig any night of the week if they wanted, and he wanted. So he drove till he came to the place where...
The Lament of the Bookstore Owner by Corey MeslerI own one of the country’s oldest bookstores. History sits on my head like a leopard-skin pillbox hat. Sometimes in the middle of the night
A Madness of Blackbirds by Lynnet NgulubeThey didn't know how long she'd be gone this time but whenever she was away the air was lighter and easier to breathe. The son and the father both knew it. The boy, Chamu, sauntered into his parents' bedroom the Sunday morning before his mother returned...
Landscaping by Roger PincusBob Hansen first noticed the tree when he and his wife Janet, together with their real estate agent, visited the house on a bright day in June....
Gerald's Puzzle by Stephen VollmerGerald gave himself twenty-four hours to do the jigsaw puzzle. He rose at 6AM, brewed coffee, went into his den, and spilled the thousand pieces on to a four-by- four section of cardboard...
Mother's Day by Robert W. WittI remember a time when I first began to perceive the underlying melancholy of the spring, a presence not quite hidden in the perfume of the flowers, the warmth of the sun, and the color of even the most perfect blue-green day.
Five Poems by Harry Brown
Three Poems by Mike Imondi
Three Poems by Aryan Kaganof
Two Poems by Stephen Leonard
Three Poems by Adrian Louis
Three Poems by Seth Michelson
Three Poems by Steven Ray Smith
Three Poems by Jessamyn Smyth
Five Eclectic Pieces by Kelley Jean White
Home by Barbara BurkhardtSo Long, See You Tomorrow was my introduction to William Maxwell. I read the novel outdoors on a warm September day in Springfield, Illinois. The narrator spoke with a striking simplicity, a combination of empathy and intellect...
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