1. The degree hung on the wall over a piano that Ted’s son Billy no longer played. Sage had bought Billy an electric guitar. An amp. Signed him up for summer indie rock camp. They were learning the Undertones’ Teenage Kicks. So now Billy went around the apartment singing “are teenage dreams so hard to … Continue reading Fiction: “Breathing Beneath the Water” by Adam Caldwell
At word of Lord Thomas’s arrival, Ursula’s mother fanned herself with a napkin. Half-moons of sweat had gathered under her arms. Several weeks before, Lord Thomas had written that he’d be hunting in the area. Were Ursula’s fourteenth birthday feast to occur while he was there, he said, he’d make every effort to attend. He … Continue reading Fiction: “The Earth Falls to the Apple” by Saramanda Swigart
Recidivists! And I’m one of them— Killer-diller in my two-tone stompers. Hi-de-ho! We’re cooking with gas. It was a smoggy morning in August, already 120 degrees. In the quad below office workers were taking their 8:45 break. Hanley adjusted the binocular feature on his eyeglasses, which magnified the leaves of a live oak and revealed … Continue reading Fiction: “Hanley’s Suggestion” by Todd Easton Mills
In the bedroom of a small apartment outside Kielce in Poland, a man named Gustaw Smolak had a heart attack just as his wife left to get groceries in their olive green Camaro. The Smolak family lived on the second floor of a building that had been redecorated so many times by its tenants over … Continue reading Fiction: “Good Taste” by Dana Schwartz
Gam never cuddled or cooed. She didn’t linger or inquire or speak of love. She had suffered the loss of her husband over two decades ago and, though they hadn’t laughed often, when they did, it was deep and hearty. Gam smothered bread with butter and piled ham high between the white, buttery slices, serving … Continue reading Fiction: “Into the Horizon” by Kacy Cunningham
We present the Spring 2014 issue, fresh off the presses. Click on the image below to download a PDF.
It's here! Click the image to download a PDF. For those of you near the University of Chicago Campus on March 10th, stop by Cobb Hall to pick up a print copy and enter our raffle for a $25 Seminary Co-op Gift Card. For details, click here.
You can do it in a bathroom, curtains drawn, lights out. Any room where there’s a mirror. Some recommend the use of candles, but the best results can only be achieved in total darkness. Make sure the glass is clean. You don’t want to mistake dust or scratches for anything more than what they are. … Continue reading From the Archives: “Mirror” by Robin Kish
It is no more according to Plato than according to me, since he and I understand and see it the same way. The bees plunder the flowers here and there, but afterward they make of them honey, which is all theirs; it is no longer thyme or marjoram. Even so with the pieces borrowed from … Continue reading Fiction: “Cyberian Gulag Archipelago” by George Djuric
My friend Kate makes fun of me because when we go to the grocery store together, which is often (since she has a car and I don’t), I’m always smelling things. I smell the marshmallows through the bag. I smell the circus peanuts and the maple nut goodies and the Necco wafers in the candy … Continue reading From the Archives: “Mixed Blessings” by Stephen David Glover
