Jake died, and I waited for some sign telling me we should fare forward to this new place. We were buying it from the bank for a lot of money.
POEM OF THE WEEK
POEM OF THE WEEK
Mockingbird Ode
By Craig van Rooyen
So ramp up your heebie-jeebie preacher rant. Slip on your best bah-bah-doo dat-n-dat. Mock each and every sleepy word, tucked into its very own cotton candy cliché.
FINAL 2 WEEKS TO ENTER
FINAL 2 WEEKS TO ENTER
Deadline: Mon., Mar. 31, at 11:59 p.m., PST.
The Contest is open to fiction and nonfiction writers. We’re looking for short stories, essays, memoirs, photo essays, graphic stories, and excerpts from longer works. See the Guidelines.
NARRATIVE FIRSTS
NARRATIVE FIRSTS
FIRST-TIME AUTHORS are a regular feature in Narrative. Read the works of some of the remarkable poets and writers who first appeared here.
RECENT AWARDS
RECENT AWARDS
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NONFICTION
FICTION
NONFICTION
NONFICTION
John Irving at Iowa
By Ron Hansen
Suddenly John was there, in slim blue jeans and a rough white shirt that could have belonged to a Spanish troubadour or a sixteenth-century pirate.
FICTION
FICTION
Rapture Basement
By Maud Newton
My mom didn’t want me to know that she was taking testosterone. When she started having the pellets implanted fifteen months ago, she ordered everyone who knew never to tell me.
POETRY
CARTOONS
POETRY
POETRY
Vaquero
By Eduardo Martínez-Leyva
In Spain, folks call their denim jeans—vaqueros. As in, I’m going to slip into my vaqueros. Take my vaqueros to the bar.
CARTOONS
CARTOONS
Cartoon Art Volume 2025-02
By Various Artists
New laughs over an increasing readership, a shrinking patience, and various non-starters.
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The Lucky Bastard
By N. Jane Kalu
Only now does Grace understand that for her mum, the 1993 election held so much promise that it caused hope to spread like a disease.
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Roanoke Rapids
By Ashleigh Bryant Phillips
Tchaikovsky can be real sad. And sometimes Tchaikovsky can be scary. But it’s never real scary. Things always turn out in the end.
NARRATIVE 10
NARRATIVE 10
NARRATIVE 10
NARRATIVE 10
Narrative 10
By Chris Bohjalian
When I was in college, the writer in residence at my alma mater suggested, “Be a banker.” I knew I had a lot of work to do.
NARRATIVE 10
NARRATIVE 10
Narrative 10
By Allegra Goodman
I just knew I had a calling. As an adult it’s good for me to remember what I knew as a child. Writing is more than a profession.
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