Ruth Taylor
Ruth Taylor AUNT ADELINA’S THUMB For as long as I can remember, Aunt Adelina has talked about her list: who was on it, who wasn’t, what sort of thing we might do to be taken off or—a rare occurrence—put back…
Ruth Taylor AUNT ADELINA’S THUMB For as long as I can remember, Aunt Adelina has talked about her list: who was on it, who wasn’t, what sort of thing we might do to be taken off or—a rare occurrence—put back…
Andrew Furman, whose story “Crawling” appears in issue 73, is a Florida writer. He’s lived in the state for thirty years, writes widely about its people and its environment, and is (among many other things) the author of the memoir…
Mark Christhilf OVERTURES ON SOME UNANSWERED QUESTIONS I There is something in me, I am not sure what, but I know it dwells in me. Suns and moons pass through it—rains, snows, whole seasons. The living depart, the young are…
Nancy Naomi Carlson WE WEREN’T SO JEWISH THEN Dangling our faith on a golden chain, we gave our children Old Testament names like Matthew and Aaron and Ruth to honor the family dead piling up faster by year— a…
She'd always been the small one, the distressed one, the one hailed in minor chords. Who could blame her when she became the one who fidgeted, the one who cried, the one who stood oblivious in the mirror after bedtime,…