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Fall 2012 Issue

I’m Not Writing About Robin By Wendy Thornton

Second Prize, 2011 Literal Latte Essay Award.
My friend, Robin, died recently. I drove across the country to visit her before she died, to remind her that her bravery made me brave. She seemed comforted by this thought, as much as you can be comforted when you know you’re going to die within a specific timeframe….

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Sinking the Eight By Marc Nieson

First Prize, 2012 Literal Latte Fiction Award.
It seems your life can be measured. And I’m not talking about notches in a doorway, candles on a cake, or even that line between dates on your tombstone, but individual moments. Split seconds, really, that’ll come along quiet and fleeting as heartbeats yet divert your destinations nonetheless….

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The Limits of Certainty By Renée Thompson

Second Prize, 2012 Literal Latte Fiction Award.
He was most alive while birding. In summer he pitched a tent, prepared his meals on a Coleman stove, and drank coffee from an aluminum cup. He crawled into his sleeping bag just after dusk and rose before sunrise, ate a breakfast of one boiled egg or half a banana, then prepared his field gear…

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Tinkering with Grief in the Woods By Mark Liebenow

First Prize, 2011 Literal Latte Essay Award.
I sit in my shorts by an open window in Kentucky surrounded by a hundred sleeping monks. Beyond the monastery’s stone walls, beyond the dark scrabbled woods of hickory and oak, a dog barks at raccoons moving through the night, or at nothing at all, and the world settles back down into quiet….

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Our Potluck (Your Contribution) By Daniel A. Harris

Winner, 2012 Literal Latte Food Verse Contest.
“Cupcakes?!” “Oui, mais cupcakes de France!” you purr.
We grin — that coarse word young Julia, post-war,
would have scorned. Il n’ya pas un mot français….

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Fall 2010 Issue

The Philosophers Club By Leslie Rodd

First Prize, 2010 Literal Latte Fiction Award.
In the shadows of early afternoon, on a day of breakthroughs, I’m standing with Smitty and Sonya in front of the Kansas Asylum for the Insane in Topeka, where we’ve come to visit Monica. It’s June, 1940. We graduated from high school last week — our ceremony cancelled because of the tragedy — and already we’re feeling old.

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Spring 2010 Issue

Paperboy By Melanie McCabe

Second Prize, 2009 Literal Latte Poetry Award.
At twelve, I could only see the seventeen-year-old boy
as a gift. A fluke from God […]

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Fall 2009 Issue

Escape By John Shea

Honorable Mention, 2009 Literal Latte Short Short Contest.
We’ve been told to escape. We’ve been told not to expect assistance, given the circumstances. We’ve been told that the enemy is not merely closer but is inside….

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Summer 2009 Issue

Offerings By Laurel Bastian

Because it’s instinct
to bring a small gift
when you visit
I want to leave oranges for the chimpanzees
in the zoo’s primate house

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January 2007 Issue

Minding The Gap By Janet Gilman

Today on the subway an old man sat on my lap. He just backed right up into me and sat down. I tried to push him off, but he looked from side to side as though something slightly annoyed him, and sat there. The subway was crowded, and some boys from the high school stared […]

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