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Fiction Published by San Antonio Review
Published: Mar 03, 2021
“He’ll explain to her the historical necessity of his act, its ultimate logic.”
Rusted Red Tilt-a-Whirl
Robert L. Penick
Published: Dec 13, 2020
“It was a tremendous world then, everything larger and more vivid, each event new and full of possibility.”
Published: Dec 06, 2020
“She’d spent the first night on her own in a West Hollywood motel that cost a hundred bucks for a room with a stained bedspread and stale pot reek, then decided to move into the station.”
Published: Nov 11, 2020
“Is now the time to speak up?”
Published: Feb 14, 2021
“Jesus, Carrie. You look like summer.”
Harold Whit Williams
Published: Oct 25, 2020
“And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall of it!”
Published: Oct 18, 2020
“He could surf her repeatedly on those recorded meetings. Her electronic self was on demand.”
Gospel of the Four Septembers
Published: Sep 27, 2020
“Of their first meeting, little has come down to us and yet less is known for certain.”
Published: Sep 13, 2020
“This place, this glorified shed on an industrial estate in the arse-end of Warrington, it was everything to me.”
What Else Could You Say, Really?
Published: Nov 18, 2020
“Emily LeGrange was experiencing one of those moments where she had to admit she was doing pretty good.”
Published: Aug 26, 2020
“Want to cut them off?”
All the Pretty Paintings
Alex Z. Salinas
Published: Jun 07, 2020
"So we go to this gallery—me, Marie, the kids—and it’s not only what I expect, it’s worse."
Warlocks, Spells and My Mother
Published: May 17, 2020
"She was convinced that her cruz, the cross she carried every day ambushing her chances at happiness, was the result of sorcery."
Published: May 03, 2020
"I am building a presence of my fatherhood."
Kings in Exile
Published: Mar 04, 2020
"My folks sent me away to live with my Aunt Charlene and Uncle Bud in eastern Colorado the summer of 1969, praying I’d come back a reformed boy."
Three Steaks and You’re Out
Published: Jan 22, 2020
"You eat steak, you want sex; you want sex, you want sex.”
Santa Always Blows His Cover
Alex Z. Salinas
Published: Dec 25, 2019
“Fifteen seconds later, Ray crashed into the oak tree in our front yard.”
Published: Dec 12, 2019
“Pain does not forget me, nor do I forget it, my constant companion, my best friend”
Men Without Hearts, Inc.
Alex Z. Salinas
Published: Oct 30, 2019
"I must wander this earth without a core."
Getting it Down
Published: Oct 06, 2019
An essay in two parts.
Published: Oct 13, 2019
“With your mind free from earthly shackles, it will be free to wander.”
Luke Neftali Villafranca
Published: Sep 15, 2019
"Sometimes, I wonder why I ever talk at all."
The Photo in Your Coat Pocket
B. J. Fischer
Published: Jul 07, 2019
"You are the opposite of a stalker."
Gown Men and the Siren
Published: Jul 03, 2019
"We are Napoleonic Code here in Jefferson Parish. We don’t trouble our neighbor and our neighbor don’t trouble us. Except when they do."
Double or Nothing
Published: Sep 02, 2020
‘You ain’t gonna feel a thing.’
Published: Oct 14, 2020
“We could re-design our garden with the waterscapes of the Japanese gardens.”
Published: Jun 15, 2020
“They passed a law over a decade ago in our state permitting us to marry, but we never did.”
Est. 2017 in San Antonio. Based in Austin. | ISSN 2692-0611 (online) ISSN 2692-0565 (print)
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