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Full-Text Articles in Creative Writing
Promise, Jack Cooper
Promise, Jack Cooper
Westview
Her hands looked old boney and bruised but her face young her cheeks blushed her eyes wandering
Skippings Rocks, Chad W. Lutz
Skippings Rocks, Chad W. Lutz
Westview
There’s a place in town where the only two roads meet, marked by an old sycamore. Its bark is blotchy, and the few limbs it has left reach for the sky like the pleading arms of a dying man.
Sunday Morning, Matthew C. Brennan
Sunday Morning, Matthew C. Brennan
Westview
Back home from Kroger, I sense that something’s terribly wrong: five squad cars flashing red cordon the street, and yellow tape extends from a fencepost to a worksite shed across from us.
The Pie Lady, Shiann Dawson
The Yellow Porch Swing, Aimee Klein
The Yellow Porch Swing, Aimee Klein
Westview
The smell of honeysuckle carried on a breeze the soft squeak
Trash, Eleanore Lee
Trash, Eleanore Lee
Westview
To find where the Johnsons used to live, You have to turn up the old dirt road, Hang left, then go on past the splintered gate
Villanelle: Flood Time, Eleanore Lee
Villanelle: Flood Time, Eleanore Lee
Westview
The skies above just opened up, hear how the torrent roars… On city streets, through parks and lots, our stains are washed away.
314 East 25th Street, On January 1st, Matthew Brennan
314 East 25th Street, On January 1st, Matthew Brennan
Westview
It’s moving day—the sun glimmers as dimly as Venus in the morning sky.
Tuesday Night, Amber Thompson
Tuesday Night, Amber Thompson
Westview
The coppery softness of cinnamon sticks to my fingers.
I Remember Rodney, David Vancil
The Patience Of Trees, Jill Jones
The Patience Of Trees, Jill Jones
Westview
We compare ourselves to trees, Draw analogies and metaphors for human experience
The Valley, Sheila Cohlmia
The Skaters, Matthew Brennan
The Skaters, Matthew Brennan
Westview
As in a winter scene of the Flemish Masters, Skaters glide like swans across the surface Of Lake of the Isles
Heterochromia, John Tavares
Heterochromia, John Tavares
Westview
This short fiction, with a dystopic vision, is set in a future Toronto, devastated by social unrest and a nuclear disaster, while the action of the story explores a retired librarian’s conflict with a repressive censorship authority.
For Joe Conley, Ike Godsey On The Waltons 1928-2013, David Vancil
For Joe Conley, Ike Godsey On The Waltons 1928-2013, David Vancil
Westview
In your favorite episode, you are past your prime
Petticoat In The Navy: My Mother's War, Sheila A. Murphy
Petticoat In The Navy: My Mother's War, Sheila A. Murphy
Westview
In 1918 Julia Lehan, age nineteen, lives in Roxbury
The Ymca, Cal Castle
Qwerty, James E. Fowler
Big, James E. Fowler
Contributors, Westview Staff
Stitch-By-Stitch, Katacha Diaz
Stitch-By-Stitch, Katacha Diaz
Westview
Many years ago while on vacation in Santa Fe, New Mexico, I decided to take an early morning stroll in the city’s art district.
In The Pacific: A Wwii Photograph, David Vancil
In The Pacific: A Wwii Photograph, David Vancil
Westview
In the black and white snapshot, my father and my uncle, sweaty from volleyball, stand side-by-side
My Father's Wars, Sheila A. Murphy
My Father's Wars, Sheila A. Murphy
Westview
Longer now than sixty years ago, dying in a veterans’ hospital, committed by my mother
Well Of Despair, Sarah Brown Weitzman
Half-Way, A. S. More, Edward Wells
Looking As They Should, Philip Wexler
Looking As They Should, Philip Wexler
Westview
On the ferry to the Stockholm Archipelago, Gunilla
Plowing, Kevin Oakes
Plowing, Kevin Oakes
Westview
As a kid growing up on a farm You are expected to learn how to plow
Nowhere Is Nowhere, Catherine Mccraw
Nowhere Is Nowhere, Catherine Mccraw
Westview
People often speak of rural Western Oklahoma as the middle of nowhere.
September's Grapes, Sheila A. Murphy
September's Grapes, Sheila A. Murphy
Westview
There’s grief from harvest early, or too late: bitter, hard, or over-ripened fruit.
Frisk, James E. Fowler