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June 1, 2012 | Fiction

The Haunt of Santa Fe

Ashley Bethard

"She had lost something, but she was not sure what."

June 1, 2012 | Fiction

Driving to Olympia

Lynn Gordon

"It was terrible the way we were fighting, Janine saying how many other girlfriends of yours are going to call me, pulling out the ashtray and stubbing her Doral cigarette..."

June 1, 2012 | Fiction

Reduction

Juliet Escoria

"This was the old days, back when you could go down to Tijuana without a passport."

June 1, 2012 | Fiction

Three Shorts

Alex Streiff

"We go to the golf course with a case of Busch and two deep-sea fishing rods fitted with steel leaders."

May 2, 2012 | Fiction

Ping-Pong, 12 Loring Place

Meagan Cass

 

It was the day after Christmas when our parents began to argue and we went down to the basement, to our new Titan 360 Pro ping-pong table, my brother Ari and I. We were unsure about the game

May 1, 2012 | Fiction

Wind

Elizabeth Crane

 

On the last day of her life, my grandmother woke up, went into the bathroom to brush her teeth, and looked into the mirror to discover that she was bald. Oh! she said. That's a fright. This

May 1, 2012 | Fiction

The Baby

Pamela Harcourt

 

The Baby's signature sportcoat was caught in the cab door again. "Every danged time," he muttered into his coffee. He disliked being seen riding in a cab, certain that others assumed he had a

May 1, 2012 | Fiction

The Buddy System

Jon Morgan Davies

 

The afternoon David was fired for stealing company office supplies and reselling them in an office superstore parking lot, the four verificationists took lunch ninety minutes late to see the

May 1, 2012 | Fiction

She'd Taught Us How

Jesse Eagle

 

We the children were out there in the alley again, digging holes in the asphalt with our shovels, digging holes in the dark and wind and snow, but no matter how hard we dug our sister wasn’t

May 1, 2012 | Fiction

Cuspis

Emilia Phillips

 

My father told me tollbooths were drive-thru dentists. The orthodontists were the lanes labeled EXACT CHANGE ONLY. "They change your teeth," he said, "until they're exact."

I cranked down

April 1, 2012 | Fiction

A Visit to the Dock

Bruce Harris

Most baseball fans remember the late Pittsburgh Pirates pitcher Dock Ellis for his June 12, 1970 no-hitter against the San Diego Padres in San Diego. Dock struck out 6, walked 8, and hit one

April 1, 2012 | Fiction

Ken Burns' Little League

Dan Moreau

 

Episode 1
Humble Beginnings

The first official Little League was played in 1882 on a balmy summer afternoon in Springfield, MA. It was a perfect day for a ball game, the grass freshly

April 1, 2012 | Fiction

Only Catchers Get Credit For Their Unflinchingness

Ronald Metellus

The Catcher showed his pointer finger, the signal for a fastball. Two fingers issued a polite suggestion for a curveball. If the Pitcher included a change-up in his arsenal, and he really should,

April 1, 2012 | Fiction

Baseball is Poetry

Sam Ramos

 

Mike Hampton - P

When I wore my Astros hat and jersey to see them play the Cubs at Wrigley Field, someone threw a tampon at me, still in its wrapper. I didn’t see who threw it.

Tony

April 1, 2012 | Fiction

Craig Griffey

Mark Baumer

Craig Griffey ate snowflakes because he thought it would make him better at baseball.

When Craig Griffey was six he almost retired from baseball to pursue a career in motorcycles, but his

April 1, 2012 | Fiction

Saturday

Kara Vernor

Girls, sweating in their polyester knickers, await their turns at the plate. Ankles clacking, mouths breathing, “We want a pitcher, not a belly-itcher!” Coach Agliolo frowns.

Bench 1 watches,

April 1, 2012 | Fiction

Out In The World

Curtis Dawkins

Renteria almost hits one out in the bottom of the ninth of a 3-3 game against Cleveland. It’s been a nightmare season of almosts for Detroit. Still, I watch them every single night. Inge pops up to

April 1, 2012 | Fiction

Rotation

James Scott

They said the scar tissue would break up in your shoulder, and that this could be a painful process. You imagine it cracking like dry earth every time you loosen up in the morning, and this helps

January 1, 2012 | Interview, Fiction

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December 1, 2011 | Fiction

Amir

Brandon Hobson

My boss’s dealer was an Israeli guy named Amir who lived in Highland Park with his girlfriend and drove a Porsche. I met him one afternoon my first week working at Vintage Guitars. My boss Rick was

December 1, 2011 | Fiction

One-Act Plays About Blonde-Haired Ponies

Rachel Yoder

I’ll be the blonde-haired pony and you be the three-toed sloth on LSD. You be “altered.” You be “tripping balls.” You sit there, slowly drawing booger-like animals on a pad of paper with your three

December 1, 2011 | Fiction

Her Knuckles Little Eggs

Molly Prentiss

The chemistry started in biology class. It was first period, and Roo had just gotten her first period. She could smell herself. Or she smelled something. It might have been the science room. Weird

December 1, 2011 | Fiction

Shoaling

Gary L. McDowell

My father, when he tried to quit smoking, used to suck on aquarium stones he sterilized at work. He claimed they worked better than candy or gum, which his doctor recommended. He’d slip a stone

November 1, 2011 | Fiction

Tubman

James Flaherty

 

Presume a bathroom and a row of yellow and hotly round fluorescents above the mirror. Presume a young woman with her hip to the linoleum, her temple to her wrist. She cleans with her free

November 1, 2011 | Fiction

The Second Person

Ted McLoof

You are a good-looking man. You know this because people tell you all the time, sometimes out of nowhere. You assume that people don’t get told that all the time unless it is deserved. You have

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