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April 1, 2006 | Fiction

Little Johnny Damon Gets No Respect

Christopher Monks

Little Johnny Damon enjoyed working in the produce section at Whole Foods. He took pleasure in stacking the lettuce and arranging the grapefruit and sweeping the dropped green beans from the floor.

April 1, 2006 |

Mickey Mantle's Liver

A.M. Amodeo

Summers we watched baseball, my father, my uncle and me sitting riveted for innumerable innings, rooting for the Mets. We scoffed at the umpires, cheered when the players kicked dirt on their shoes

April 1, 2006 | Fiction

The Worst Series

Charles West

Tony Montes had always dreamt of the moment he would stand in left field at Candlestick for this, the third game of the World Series. In his dreams, however, he wasn't 48 years old, and he hadn't

April 1, 2006 | Fiction

Baseball: A Life

Antonios Maltezos

It was like a chicken farm—a million bodies pressed together, and everyone was gulping at the cooler air overhead. I was still caught up in the gooiness of that last horrible image, tumbling into

April 1, 2006 | Fiction

Hot Dog

Jesse Morse

There were two strikes and Tony Phillips was at the plate. The A’s were losing to the California Angels in the bottom of the 9th inning, and the Raiders were in Los Angeles. I looked over and there

April 1, 2006 | Fiction

All My Childhood Heroes Played Ball

Devan Sagliani

She slurps her cherry cola loudly through her novelty straw and winks at me. I’m just turning eleven. She’s got candy pink lip-gloss on and a touch of blue eye shadow her older sister helped her

March 1, 2006 | Interview

An Interview with Salvador Plascencia

George Ducker

Salvador Plascencia is the author of The People of Paper, a novel in which the people of El Monte, California, wage a “war against omniscient narration” while the author himself is busy getting

March 1, 2006 | Fiction

O is for Octopus

Susannah Breslin

She was a master of tentaculation. She was a cepholapod of considerable abilities. She was a writhing mandala of be-suckered sensory organs, feeling her way along. A long time ago, a man had been

March 1, 2006 | Fiction


Kim Chinquee

The summer's almost over, and everything seems lunar. There are bulbs glowing, some fading, and routine is like vanity in moonlight. Trips end and beans are in season, and at the Farmer's Market,

March 1, 2006 | Fiction

Zach: An Interview

Pasha Malla

Listen, Buddy, it’s important for you to keep in mind that I’ve known you since we were still playing with Duplo – remember that abutted fortress we built in daycare, and Mrs. Motoya was so amazed

March 1, 2006 | Fiction


Andrew Bomback

I suppose this should be obvious, but, in case you’re wondering, it’s impossible to sleep with your brother’s girlfriend without him finding out. Even if she’s technically his ex-girlfriend that