Additional Selections from This Issue

On Some Lines of Chekhov by Craig Reinbold

ON SOME LINES OF CHEKHOV “Ах, боже мой... - повторял он, наслаждаясь. - Ах, боже мой...” —Anton Chekhov, “Gooseberries,” 1898 “Ah, how delicious!” he shouted in his glee. “How delicious!”

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Marina in Blue by Janna Layton

It was during the brunch for planning the bridal shower that the connection was made. No one had mentioned anything during the bride’s endless emails about color schemes and silhouettes. No one mentio

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What if the Drought Stayed by Alicia Mountain

what if the drought stayed / and smudged us into smoke marks / licking white walls hungry / in some dirty daytime eden / beer was anyway cheaper than water / we kissed our books, unfolded them in our

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The Divorced Vet Teaches His Daughter How to Surf by Kevin Clark

No one knows who’s born to the swell / Quick Brick / could scoop bad-hop grounders in one motion / but would fall from a board pressed flat on

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Love is all we ever had (and it was always enough) by April Michelle Bratten

Years ago, fresh marram grass freed girlish ankles / beneath a developing world of stars and prey-birds. / We clutched hands fiercely on sand dune, / where everything was big and little dipper,

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