Essay The Tail of the Snake The attachment of unhappiness to happiness, like the head of the snake to its tail, did seem to be the moral of the story, however, when I acquired my dream car.
Fiction A Hobo Hero This week's work of literature heralds an occasional feature in which we publish stories that, by virtue of their age, find themselves in the public domain.
Poetry At The Poet's Last Reading In his poems, the drama is elemental: / There was no pain. It had gone.
Essay The Goat Field My Baby-Boom neighborhood of modest dwellings on small lots, a few blocks off Williamson Road, encircled a ten-acre, Southern Gothic amusement park.
Fiction The Three-Hour Lily Mina set the silk lily down. It was a ridiculously oversized silk calla lily, but Bruce wanted it to show up in the movie.