All Those MFA Students in Davis, California

by Mark Wisniewski | Sep 8, 2012 | Magazine Article

they were so lively gathering whenever possible to discuss phrases someone jotted none considering angst in the sense of it truly visiting they had so many epiphanies & the depth of the poets among them seemed unmatched they had countless dark beers to mull...

As a Boy, I Loved the Boy

by Lowell Jaeger | Sep 8, 2012 | Magazine Article

… who soloed before the congregation each Christmas Eve: O Holy Night, stars above shining and to this day I think certain angels too were blinking down. O, but he strode like a man with cleats on the heels of his black boots. By the age of catechism, flicked his...

Kiehnau's Service Station (since 1952) Fire—Spring 1996

by Caleb D. Whitney | Sep 8, 2012 | Magazine Article

Kristen (my to-be bride) Peil (daughter to Loren and Annie) called me atwork (a vacated dental office complete with circular carpet stain in the chair space).”Can I get up on your roof (shingled in 1942 by Pat Tishler) to take pictures?””… ah, yeah....

After Buchenwald: Escaped, Running, They meet as Strangers in a Bright Field

by Sharon M. Van Sluijs | Sep 8, 2012 | Magazine Article

They stood, stopped, still and blinking. Stunned, breathing and blinking, returned against odds to the sweet, sweet world— wild grass, wide air, and the sun like a mother. They were stunned with luck. Over days they would say their names aloud. Over years they would...

For Lucy, Who Came First

by Marilyn Taylor | Sep 8, 2012 | Magazine Article

She simply settled down in one piece right where she was,in the sand of a long-vanished lake edge or stream—and died.                            —Donald C. Johanson, paleoanthropologist When I put my hand up to my faceI can trace her heavy jawbone and the socketsof...