History & The Past by Jefferson Navicky I. History has an open door policy like a box trap for foxes. It lures the past in, and when the past nibbles at history’s cheese, the door snaps shut and the past is caught. When the past emerges as History, no one will...
Undocumented: the True Palouse by Rho Weber Mack The true, nearly forgotten story of M/We is best told around a pine log campfire out on a rise on the Palouse, where the long stem grasses and the mineral soil still hold the old memories. Those who have heard the...
Cedar Shake House by Jesse Jing When I was a baby I loved more than anything to be left alone. I know this from Thanksgivings and Christmases, when aunts and uncles would laugh about how strange an infant I was and my father would smile his strained smile. I think it...
Cutlass Supreme by Richard Breyer Howard’s plane taxis up to a three-story glass and aluminum terminal with stadium lighting, a far cry from the Quonset hut and rolling stairways that greeted him the last time he was here. Today’s greeting comes from the...
The Checkout Guy at the Co-Op by Alice Duggan There’s something alert in the air between us. His keystrokes show me her name still listed a long-time member I get her discount. His jokes are poised at appropriate distance, he might be flirting or could this be a...
