The Moving Man Said This house is haunted, and then he sat down my couch.He said it casually, like a comment on the late Octobersnow, heavy and wet—perfect for pining aloneover a man who will never come to the door. Perfect for wrapping blanket upon blanket and pretendingthe warmth is
“Freshly divorced, I drive from Miami, Florida, to Durham, New Hampshire, with my new girlfriend, who is headed for grad school there. We arrive a day early and decide to spend a night at Ogunquit Beach in southern Maine, a place I’d enjoyed greatly with my ex-wife and now want to reclaim as a single man. A depressed man. A browbeaten man. But a single man, choked with possibility.” … Continue reading“4 Objects, 21 Lessons,” by Steven Wingate
Ruth must clean out her deceased Aunt Fanny’s apartment and in the process uncovers the truth about Fanny’s “married man” and how an affair ended in a murder. … Continue readingIt Doesn’t Cost Anything to Promise Love
By Dr. Leslie Lindenauer Joyce Munro’s “Let Evening Blush to Own a Star” ranges across time and space. By turns soaring through the heavens and bouncing off the earth, the piece takes us on a journey, tracing the story of a statue (or many statues?), her artist (or his minions?)
Poor Yorick and our museum partner, the Mattatuck Museum, are proud to announce Martin Willitts, Jr. as the winner of our first Special Call for Submissions. … Continue readingVictorian in Winter by Martin Willitts, Jr.