Loeka Discovered

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There was some thing spellbinding about it, peering down the vast well of time at Loeka’s small, puckered face. While extract ing a tissue sample for analysis, it wasn’t uncommon for any one of us to sing to Loeka sweetly or to talk to him as if he were an obedient child.

Shawls

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If I had to watch a boy’s throat instead of his face, how would I know when he was finished speaking? Even if his voice had trailed off, maybe he was only pausing to collect his thoughts. Without eye contact, a face-to-face conversation was no better than a phone call. I wondered how my friends could read advice like this and not feel hopeless. I gave up on the makeup because I couldn’t close my eyes and still see where the eye shadow should go. Short of making a life-size copy of the diagram and holding it up to my face like a stencil, the whole maneuver was physically impossible.

What Happened When the Young Woman Turned Thirty-Five

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She asked him if he would love her forever, and he knew that in the brief moment that he hesitated, not blurting yes, forever he would love her, she got sad. Years ago her parents had divorced, and she had wanted her family to go back to normal. en both her parents had remarried. Her brother was married, her sister divorced twice and remarried. She constantly wondered if anyone stayed married and happy.

Cooper's

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The creature screeched just as it hit the ice, and he thought he felt the collision there on the shore where he leaned against a knobby sycamore. Then the thing skidded, and there was a little trail of blood.

Gaping at a Shoe: Intellectualism in American Literature

Featuring reviews of:

The Unpossessed by Tess Slessinger

All the Sad Young Literary Men by Keith Gessen

The Lazarus Project by Aleksandar Hemon

The Collected Stories by Leonard Michaels

Dictation: A Quartet by Cynthia Ozick.

Final Round

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It’s the last round of the fourteenth annual Presbyterian United Bible Quiz, and Freddy Hansook Chung of Glendale, California, is in the lead with 7,300 points — 2,100 ahead of second place. Staring into the dark auditorium where his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Young Min Chung, are sitting with their well-worn Bibles and sending telepathic cheers to their Young American Hope, Freddy takes a deep breath and locks his fingers over the rubber buzzer pod, which by now is as hot and pliant as a woman’s breast, or what he imagines a woman’s breast must feel like. The buzzer even has a nipple, a Phillips-head screw working a dent into his palm with each push, and twice Freddy has given it a gentle squeeze for good luck.

“Final Round” by Dave Kim

Featured as an Editor’s Pick, May 4, 2010:

The Bible quiz bowl circuit is the subject of Dave Kim’s first published fiction, “Final Round” (from TMR31.4).  Young Freddy Hansook Chung, Korean-American Presbyterian United Bible Quiz champion, finds himself in one of the most demanding competitions of his life. What will happen when his seemingly unbreakable winning streak is threatened? Affection, sacrifice, family bonds and a little Bible trivia make for a good, fresh read.

Poetry Feature: Alexandra Teague

Featuring the poems:

Four Games Played While Riding the Bus

Frames

Kansas City

The Heartland

Bay Window

The New Room

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“Hard-hearted Hannah,” Patsy called her. The vamp of Savannah, G-A. But Hannah wasn’t from Savannah, she was from Wisconsin. And Patsy stopped calling her that just about the time that Ted began to sleep with her.

Gordon Conway: Poet of Chic

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During the height of her career, fashion illustration was dismissed by fine-art elitists as trivial or at best a “Cinderella art.” They claimed that the work did not spring from inspiration but rather from the client’s pocketbook and that it was ephemeral — timely rather than timeless. Yet over the decades the aesthetic beauty of the genre has withstood fine-art scrutiny, and fashion illustration is today recognized for its importance as a historical record of a society and style as well as for its popularity among collectors and connoisseurs.

Poetry Feature: Charlie Clark

Featuring the poems:

Repetition

Complaint

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