Snatch

Snatch

      Kate never planned to steal a baby, yet here she was, driving around with a cheerful, bald-headed baby she’d only just met, kicking his stout legs on the passenger seat. He really should be riding in the back. Better still, secured in a car seat....
Sunday

Sunday

      But I did saw it, and that’s me. I’m seeing all kinds of things these days. You know, The Muffin Man, for example. Saw The Muffin Man yesterday, at the car wash. I had to return the chow, as I just said, after it jumped empty along the car wash...
I Want to Dance Where the Children Play

I Want to Dance Where the Children Play

He stood outside the fitness center and watched the women work out in gym suits and leotards that reminded him of sitcoms from the Seventies. There were many fitness centers in the city where he sometimes worked, but this was the one he stopped at. He watched the men,...
Cartwheel

Cartwheel

We played croquet in the yard, cartwheeling when we felt it. When her mom called us in for lunch, we’d save the game for later, or the next day, or the next one. Her mother smoked those minted cigarettes, her father smoked cigars, and I would cover my mouth every time...

GMR Turns 25!

  We’re thrilled to announce our upcoming 25th Anniversary Retrospective issue, out later this spring.  This issue will celebrate the very best poetry, interviews, and essays on poetry from the magazine’s first quarter-century. We’ll also have a special...
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