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Page 136 from Issue 121

things came back they did so re­ luctantly. The process even appeared to hurt a little. Within a couple ... ond Street? As it turned out, the power was always on. Chuey could raise the dead whenever we asked. ... Page 136 from Issue 121 looked to Alfonzo. Beneath the powerful alley lamp his breath was lu­ ...
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Page 27 from Issue 55

taken care of; wash, clean, making beds." A short distance from where they stood the road ... beyond. The sky was blue and still. The leaves were motion, less on the trees, as if they were resting in ... up over the hill and carne slowly in the heat toward the priest and Mrs. Florenskaya. They were ...
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Page 99 from Issue 51

They're watching this soap opera called La Criada- The Maid­ and crying their little eyes out ... eyes, "they are so out of it. Do you know what they do back there in that room all day? ... Page 99 from Issue 51 walls as he sways. His knees are pressed together so tightly he looks like ...
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Page 14 from Issue 46

the buses climb­ ing the hill and turning the corner by the state store and fools parked in the middle ... and farting those fumes when they struggle around the corner. Look to the right and to the left but ... Page 14 from Issue 46 in stores that ain't there no more. Remembers his little Saturday ...
Poetry

Reading Wanda Coleman on the California Zephyr

Jan Beatty
and woman trip out of the  Triangle Bar, she’s jerking her elbow from his hand,  they’re fighting in ... tankers topped by green and yellow lights that look like they’re sitting on top of them
but really miles ... slavery’s been dead nigh  a century/or more but i carry my chain everywhere. We’re coming out of nowhere ...
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Page 44 from Issue 78

there panting. Kenny looked out the rear window and grinned. Tub crawled into the lee of the cab to get ... dog slunk away into the barn, looking over his shoulder and peeing a little as he went. ... back toward the hills. The trees started to blur with the shadows, and the wind rose and 44 Issue 78 ...
Fiction

Boatyard

W. Andrew Ewell
looking out the window, her back to the door. She turned, buttoning her shirt just above the center of her ... busted while we were gone. Truitt walked to the end of the dock by himself, where he sat looking out the ... You’re turning in the middle of your stroke and it’s going all wobbly.” But his advice wouldn’t take, and ...
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Page 215 from Issue 99

a blowtorch, but those coolers were agitating allergies I'd never had. They blew in all manner of ... No matter: he looked around, until Chop-Chop point­ ed him out. Tony raised himself, slowly, on the ... Page 215 from Issue 99 TRIQUARTERLY Chop-Chop were at the weight pile by now, going through ...
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Page 70 from Issue 53

little girl." Her eyes were red. "Had you named her yet? They're easier to ... remember all his life, though he didn't know this yet and saw only a big old man who looked even ... wear in Florida. Mama packed all wrong." "Reverend," his father said again. ...
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Page 24 from Issue 63

you're satisfied, the voice said. Where is the old gang, said Studs. All right, the voice said. Studs ... turned, and saw walking toward him a procession of people, walking one by one. As they approached, a stout ... buildings, looking in at the building where Lucy Scanlan should live, but where he was sure she did not live, ...

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