“Our present-tense human experience is like a living tree growing by a river. The current in the river is the passing of time. Our individual pasts are like the same tree fallen in the river, drowned now, and disintegrating with surprising speed. We resist time’s flow with our memories and language, with our stories ”
~ David James Duncan
Issue 27.2
Featuring the writing of Ann Guy, Indira Khera, Manoj Kumar H V, Gregory Martin, Shannon McCarthy, Julia Nagele, Jessica Lind Peterson, Sam Pickering, Jan Shoemaker, and Ana Maria Spagna.
At 101
By Rebecca Turkewitz
One of the nurses said that Grandma, at 101, was the oldest patient she’d ever treated. At 101, my grandma is both herself and not herself…
The Caballeros Are Coming
By Judy Sandler
I am ten, too old to be put to bed by my father, but I climb into my bed and wait for him to come upstairs to put me to bed anyway…
Kissed by a Jaguar
By Casey Harkleroad
The ink from my waiver is still wet when the padlock clicks, securing us in a ten-by-ten-foot chain link cage inside the animal’s sanctuary…
Something to See on a City Street
By Thomasin LaMay
Last summer, in this same spot there was a bird haven. Honeysuckle, robins, hummers, bleeding heart, roses tended by an older man with suspenders, cane, and a straw hat…












