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“This is another image of violence being everywhereso that a baseball bat is next to the door like a propready for use w...
15/02/2025

“This is another image of violence being everywhere
so that a baseball bat is next to the door like a prop
ready for use when needed”

—from “Entryways, 2021,” by Stephen Gibson, from our Winter 2025 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrwinter25

Art by Carolyn Zacharias McAdams

“It was the end of December, those ragged, dirty days that should have been trimmed off but instead dragged useless thro...
13/02/2025

“It was the end of December, those ragged, dirty days that should have been trimmed off but instead dragged useless through the mud…”

—from “Bold Moves,” by Joanna Pearson, from our Winter 2025 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrwinter25

Art by Carolyn Zacharias McAdams

“Tonight, I will dream of theseunbaked stars, a heap of shimmering bits at each center likea broken soul.”—from “Into th...
10/02/2025

“Tonight, I will dream of these
unbaked stars, a heap of shimmering bits at each center like
a broken soul.”

—from “Into the Nether World,” by Miho Nonaka, from our Winter 2025 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrwinter25

Art by Carolyn Zacharias McAdams

“It’s the anticipation of the thing and not the thing itself that ends upbeing the making of the film.”—from “The Making...
08/02/2025

“It’s the anticipation of the thing and not the thing itself that ends up
being the making of the film.”

—from “The Making of Jaws,” by Ciaran Berry, from our Winter 2025 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrwinter25

Art by Carolyn Zacharias McAdams

“A song gums inside my head.”—from “The 20 Gauge Is Meant for Birds and Beginners,” by Jennie Malboeuf, from our Winter ...
06/02/2025

“A song gums inside my head.”

—from “The 20 Gauge Is Meant for Birds and Beginners,” by Jennie Malboeuf, from our Winter 2025 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrwinter25

Art by Carolyn Zacharias McAdams

“That’s it, that’s happiness. One gulp and two chews and p**f, you’re fixed.”—from “Pleasures, Again,” by Dina Nayeri, f...
03/02/2025

“That’s it, that’s happiness. One gulp and two chews and p**f, you’re fixed.”

—from “Pleasures, Again,” by Dina Nayeri, from our Winter 2025 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrwinter25

Art by Carolyn Zacharias McAdams

“You can’t follow rules you don’t know”—from “Target with Wooden Cubbies for Miscellaneous Ceramics and a Pale-Green Mol...
01/02/2025

“You can’t follow rules you don’t know”

—from “Target with Wooden Cubbies for Miscellaneous Ceramics and a Pale-Green Molded Pulp Berry Basket,” by Mike Carlson, from our Winter 2025 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrwinter25

Art by Carolyn Zacharias McAdams

“Steam rises from the snowbank, soiled and tired—a spirit departing the body.”—from “Nightfall,” by Kristin W. Davis, fr...
30/01/2025

“Steam rises from the snowbank, soiled and tired—
a spirit departing the body.”

—from “Nightfall,” by Kristin W. Davis, from our Winter 2025 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrwinter25

Art by Carolyn Zacharias McAdams

“The stone I held was on the verge of being sand. The soul of a stone, really.” —from “The Last Dinner,” by Charles Raff...
21/01/2025

“The stone I held was on the verge of being sand. The soul of a stone, really.”

—from “The Last Dinner,” by Charles Rafferty, from our Autumn 2024 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrautumn24

Art by Victoria Manganiello

“With the lights far enough behind us,the night opened its mouthful of stars”—from “Future Elegy Leaving Phoenix,” by Br...
18/01/2025

“With the lights far enough behind us,
the night opened its mouthful of stars”

—from “Future Elegy Leaving Phoenix,” by Bryce Emley, from our Autumn 2024 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrautumn24

Art by Victoria Manganiello

“On any given day, you might sit next to the personwho made the vintage on your table.”—from “from “Thirty-Six Hours in ...
16/01/2025

“On any given day, you might sit next to the person
who made the vintage on your table.”

—from “from “Thirty-Six Hours in the Strategic Crescent”,” by Adam Day, from our Autumn 2024 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrautumn24

Art by Victoria Manganiello

“Every time he visits, he tells us stories that are so fantastical they sound like legends.”—from “The Lady in White,” b...
13/01/2025

“Every time he visits, he tells us stories that are so fantastical they sound like legends.”

—from “The Lady in White,” by Grazia Deledda, translated from Italian by Anne Schuchman, from our Autumn 2024 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrautumn24

Art by Victoria Manganiello

“Something’s slungover your back—some call it angst;some call it shame.”—from “Fifteen,” by Dominique Ahkong, from our A...
09/01/2025

“Something’s slung
over your back—some call it angst;
some call it shame.”

—from “Fifteen,” by Dominique Ahkong, from our Autumn 2024 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrautumn24

Art by Victoria Manganiello

“Jordan accelerated, trying…to focus on the thrum of the engine and the subtle touch of hand on shifter, toe on gas peda...
07/01/2025

“Jordan accelerated, trying…to focus on the thrum of the engine and the subtle touch of hand on shifter, toe on gas pedal.”

—from “Supercharger,” by Adam Stumacher, from our Autumn 2024 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrautumn24

Art by Victoria Manganiello

“The scanner is silent and quick. Spine, hip, forearm.The bones keeping me vertical are holding up,plumb line to the sky...
04/01/2025

“The scanner is silent and quick. Spine, hip, forearm.
The bones keeping me vertical are holding up,
plumb line to the sky”

—from “Bone Songs,” by Suzanne Matson, from our Autumn 2024 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrautumn24

Art by Victoria Manganiello

“In front of a Face-me-I-face-you buildingA shriveled voice shreds a fableFor a party of teenage ears.”—from “Lagos,” by...
02/01/2025

“In front of a Face-me-I-face-you building
A shriveled voice shreds a fable
For a party of teenage ears.”

—from “Lagos,” by D. M. Aderibigbe, from our Autumn 2024 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrautumn24

Art by Victoria Manganiello

“I listen to ‘The Folks Who Live on the Hill’ and I hear the story of the last decades of my life: thirty-two years in t...
31/12/2024

“I listen to ‘The Folks Who Live on the Hill’ and I hear the story of the last decades of my life: thirty-two years in thirty-two bars.”

—from “Questions of Home,” by Gustavo Pérez Firmat, from our Autumn 2024 issue: https://bit.ly/tsrautumn24

Art by Victoria Manganiello

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