selected past writing at 42opus


Campfire Overthrow by SARAH BYKER JAMES

At the campfire, they sang, "Satan, Your Kingdom Must Come Down."

I drank beer from a can and passed around a bottle of whiskey.

25 May 2007 | poetry, rhyme



Lisa followed Mitchie through row after row of listing tin shacks. Puff-bellied children tugged at her hands and clothes. They stroked her white skin and made darting swipes at her yellow hair. They giggled and covered their broken teeth with dirty fingers. She emptied her pockets into their hands. She undid the clasp on her thin silver chain and dropped it in a boy's open hand. He ran off shouting, waving the necklace like a flag.

10 October 2007 | fiction, short story, editors' select


Slight Pause by JOY KATZ

We looked at each other, then at the plate of tomatoes,

and you said, do we eat them?

Our neighbor was dead. Fallen over in her front hall.

She had brought us green tomatoes.

5 April 2009 | poetry


Two Halves: Elegy for One Summer's Dawn by KEITH MONTESANO

Bellefontaine: a town on the way to somewhere else, a place

where you run out of gas, stop to make love on a picnic table

somewhere by the wheat field—when, toward magic hour, the boy

already loaded the gun, the smell of bacon wafting outside…

30 July 2006 | poetry, elegy, editors' select


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