Steve Hicks

These were the drives that Stan liked best. He felt unrushed, free to go as slow as he pleased, to savor what he suspected to be the last of such journeys. In Maine, a woman waited for him and for the ring he had promised her.

Vanishing Acts

Walter Bowne

For ten weeks last spring, I drove my daughter Madeline down to Elmer, New Jersey, for Saturday morning art classes.

Visiting Day

Tim O’Connell

One Sunday a month I go to prison, the Federal Detention Center (FDC) located a few blocks north and west of Independence Hall.

Aixma; Or,

Toby Altman

7) Imagine a world in which death was not a form of absence, but
heightened, excruciating presence—
“The dead are massed beneath the earth. They penetrate it, and bind it

Author Profile: Allison Alsup

Nicole Marie Pasquarello

Allison’s winning story, “East of the Sierra,” forms one chapter of her novel, a current work-in-progress tentatively titled No Place in This World.

This Silence

Toby Altman

(1) Provisions for a journey into the unsaid: 1: anchor. 1: seal of the empire.
1: ink-blotter. 1: a california tiger lily

From the Editors

Carla Spataro and Christine Weiser

Welcome to our second annual awards issue, featuring our 2010 Marguerite McGlinn National Prize for Fiction winning story from Allison Alsup of New Orleans.