The Fourth River


Fiction: “The Inevitable Snake,” by Sonja Crafts

By on November 18, 2013

Captain Bob sang night-boatin’ and whistled as he unroped us from the dock a little after ten. Mom had made plans with him to take his boat out for this, one of those airboats with the giant fans. We weren’t

Poem: “Neighbors on Elizabeth Street,” by Katharyn Howd Machan

By on May 1, 2012

They understand each other, these two houses: worn wood painted once, twice, thrice then let to weather where it will, hurricanes’ kiss, rain’s promise. Porches down and porches up, balconies, storm-shuttered windows, screens against jewel-winged beetles, bats that might settle,

Poem: “Lost in Lower Manhattan,” by Liz Dolan

By on March 18, 2012

  As dusk descends I shrink into the collar of my blue chesterfield, quicken my step.  I use my books as a shield before my chest to deflect their stares while a phalanx of drunks huddles around fires in steel