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Salter on Salter

What counts in the long run is pleasure in conversation with each other.

Sam

Richard Bausch

Sartre and Beauvoir in the Sahara

Michelle dances on his forehead like an imp, like an illness in motion.

Saved

By the end of my trip to St. Thomas, I had discovered a reason to live.

Savior Games

When we move together in the dark I can almost get to him but I turn back.

Say Yes and Her Dog

Tobias Wolff

Sea Mud

Her body too, a mystery in motion. But does she own her body?

Search Party

Christ is not alive but the she-blood is. Slow down and swerve to miss her.

Second First Night

She alone knew how he could be swept up, tender interior laid bare.

Second Thoughts

Six-word stories about the the perplexities of love and desire.

Secret and Suggestion in Peter Taylor’s “Allegiance”

Peter Taylor’s stories are jigsaw puzzles of nuance and suggestion.

Self-Portraits

If he was cheating on her, he was cheating on her paintings as well.

Selfie at Delphi

It’s silly, I know, half-expecting to see Apollo playing lyre to a muse.

Selling Cigarettes

It never occurred to me that I was being sold too, standing inside my box. Basil was annoyed. All that training he’d given me going to waste on art? I’ve been selling cigarettes, I said, as if it were a credential.

Seneca Lake, Ohio

You put his hand around your throat but he keeps moving it away.

Sent

It seemed that someone had died, but really it was part of us.

Serendipity

Sarah let herself be guided by her desire, inescapable and true.

Seven Waves for Good Luck

I found it impossible to forget that we lived in a poor country.

Sexting

The thumbnail spoke directly to the most excitable parts of himself.

Shadow in My Bed

Eyes wide open, I offer myself to a new boy and watch him grow.

Shallow Sea

“Dorm whores” his roommate calls them. They come for the booze.

Shattered

He had dreamed of being a front-runner, someone who changed lives.

She Wasn’t Soft

“Hey, babe,” he said, breathing into the phone like a sex maniac.

She Would Say

I love you to distraction, she would say. I love you beyond love.

Sheath, Erosion

Summer’s erosion has begun, all that taking the waves from shore.

Shirley Hazzard

We have mysterious inclinations. No one can explain it to us.

Shore Ting

I try to get her to drink again. We were okay drunks, before Jesus.

Shorty’s Paradise

The most arcane sexual practices could arouse me from my torpor.

Shotgun Lovesongs

He was living like a coyote, out on the margins. But then a letter came.

Shuttle Diplomacy

Her appearances are fleeting, a gust of air, a murmur in the night.