February/March 2018 | view this story as a .pdf By Joan Connor Where was Togo? And where was the picnic basket? The chums huddled together under the old oak. Suddenly […]
Winterguide 2018 | view this story as a .pdf By Dan Domench A woman’s voice on the telephone told him the doctor wanted to see him concerning his test. He […]
December 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By Dylan Robinson The Great White Whale, a restaurant, became a staple of fine Maine dining in 1989, known nationally and […]
November 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By Garrett Soucy Route 161 is quiet for the most part this far west of town, miles beyond that twisted stretch […]
September 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By Michael Kimball The town of York, Maine, claims two notorious characters from its past: Patience Boston and Reverend Joseph Moody. […]
July/August 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By Frederick Sargent Growing up, I always wondered what it would be like to have “cool parents.” I knew with a […]
Summerguide 2017 | view this story as a .pdf Shaggy-dog story \ sha-gē-’dȯg ‘stȯr-ē\ n: of, relating to, or being a similar humorous story characterized by digression whose humor lies […]
April 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By William Hall Richard had never broken the law, not even a speeding ticket, but opening the door to his home–still […]
February/March 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By John Manderino Are you going to wear that?” Jill asked, brushing her hair, looking at Bob in her dressing table […]
We’d been playing pretend for almost a year and he still wouldn’t go back to his life. Meade wouldn’t acknowledge he had another life at all, though he’d bring me into it in ways, mentioning how Cole seemed to like me, driving me by the horse farm where he and Cole and his wife had lived before the great domestic unraveling commenced and she moved out to Deer Isle.
This is an excerpt from The Sadness, Benjamin Rybeck’s first novel. Rybeck is the marketing director at Brazos Bookstore in Houston, Texas. He holds an M.F.A. from the University of Arizona. His work has appeared in Kirkus Reviews, Electric Literature, The Rumpus, and Literary Hub, among others. He lives in Houston, TX.
Winterguide 2016 By Joan Connor We sit and drink, two good friends, in our forties now. We usually drink on Fridays after my husband has left our summer cottage on […]
Walter Rhodes watched a man get out of a trumpet-orange rag-top Jeep in the hayfield in front of his farmhouse. The engine-idling bass drum kicked one-two, one-two, one-two… Wind blasted the old man as he drew near, with muscular tan legs sticking out of khaki shorts, biceps pushing at the short sleeves of a faded red T-shirt. The guy had to be in his 70s, carrying a magazine in his right hand, walking toward Walter’s screen door with a side-to-side gait that said I don’t fall or stumble. Sea legs.
This is chapter one of Brian Daly’s Toil & Trouble, a novel about “a high-school sophomore who thinks he’s put the Macbeth Curse on his school’s production of ‘The Scottish Play.’ He’s the author of Big and Hairy, a middle grade novel. He also wrote the screenplay adaptation of that book for a Showtime Original Feature starring Richard Thomas. Look for a staged reading of Brian’s new musical comedy Come Out Swingin’! at the Lyric Music Theater on October 2.
Peter Ross Perkins and I met in 1953 in New York to serve aboard the U.S.S. Hornet, the eighth ship to bear that name. She’d been launched 10 months after the seventh Hornet was sunk in World War II, but she, too, had seen much action in the war. Now, recalled from retirement, she was ready to serve during and after the Korean War. She was to be launched in all her renewed glory from Brooklyn Naval Shipyard.
Through a wall of window hazed by breath and sweat, I watch floodlights on the ski lift towers convert falling snowflakes into orange embers. The trails are ribbed like children’s corduroy and the green shadows of the woods fan out before the roving headlights of the groomers. It is a scene designed to incite desire. And like all calls to physical passion recklessly luxurious.
View full story as a PDF Fiction By Barbara F. Lefcowitz I‘ve never told a soul before: you, reader, are the first to know that for over 25 years I, […]