“Write this Down,” by Amy Silverberg
I’m on the phone with my best friend, while she dumps her boyfriend over e-mail. I am dictating what to type, and I hear the keys click in another state, me holding on the line while she breaks a heart. She lives by the beach, my friend, and at times I think I can hear the water in her voice, frothy and transcendent. I know, because I once lived there too. Time passes differently by the beach, sometimes not at all, because sun and...
“History of Glass,” by Kathleen Savino
Even the ancients knew: Glass is neither solid nor liquid, but in another state always in between. Old windows are usually thicker at the bottom, since over centuries, glass drifts as if it has known warmth. We opened the window gate and climbed out onto the fire escape because it was too warm inside. I leaned against your back, lit a cigarette, breathed until the orange point met my fingers. You told me that you first knew you were...
Karin Davidson Awarded Spring 2012 Orlando Short Fiction Prize
Karin’s winning short story, “The Geography of First Kisses,” was published in Issue No. 12 of the Los Angeles Review.
Flynn Berry Awarded Spring 2012 Orlando Creative Nonfiction Prize
Flynn’s winning essay, “Surfing,” was published in Issue No. 12 of the Los Angeles Review.
Megan Alpert Awarded Spring 2012 Orlando Poetry Prize
Megan’s winning poem, “crafting,” was published in Issue No. 12 of the Los Angeles Review.
Does the sea remember everything? I wonder.
Does she absorb everything? Does she keep it safe?
Virginia Woolf
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The Q: Can you fathom the spectacle that would be created if we moved together, arms outstretched, close enough to touch?
The Q: What echoes through you that longs to take form—a poem, an image, a mark, a whisper of becoming?
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