Fiction
… in the world with tighter security than the White House complex, and someone had breached it—someone who seemingly … wrong. Those hippie types were American. They put their bodies on the line. They took jail terms. They didn’t sneak … to reply when a young man in pinstripes and carrying a briefcase came into the room. As fast as I could, he said, …
… All that activity about four children! The reason for the commotion, and consternation, was that the youngsters were … Harry F. Byrd, who dominated the public policy of the Commonwealth and who had determined that school integration … to reduce the number of statewide elected officials from eight to three, thereby creating the “short” …
… the inextricable knot of the Jersey traffic, was as welcome as sweet water after the astringencies of … the absurd but endearing flamboyancies of the 1920’s. The medieval fakery went well with the tiny private parks, where … the shabbiness of the Houses built in the 1930’s. At some points they had faded and dimmed into positive sordidness, …
Fiction
… of paint and their newly sanded brick and their relaxed, welcoming air of approval, the girl went through a litany of … until his ribs showed and no doubt he had lost some inches also, why not? Anything was possible. His lovely wife, whom … help, probably, and no help had come. The other driver had died at once. Better not to think of that. But David had not …
… dread, harking back to that far time when man’s constant combat was with the wild beasts which, especially at night, … come only by individual poise, individual gentleness and obedience. There are no radicals in nature; no professional … as tall as my little horse; and his horns carry twenty-six points, as you can see for yourself. He was a giant of …
Poetry
… By late 2004, he seemed poised for a breakthrough. His upcoming line-up included: a second book by New England Review … that Zoo had gone completely out of business, the press’s website continues to offer updated information on upcoming … measure of posting an open letter on the Kenyon Review website, informing their readers that Priscilla Sneff’s …