Category: Ascent

Sunday Driver by John Hazard When Weber dictates to Maud, his car’s robot girl, his favorite command is Show Map. He drops his voice to a baritone when he talks...

There’s Something I’ve Got to Tell You by Patrick J. Murphy Wednesday started out badly. Just before waking, James Elliot had dreamt that his aunt R...

Chameleons by John Philip Drury 1.They can’t match backgrounds, really, but we needthe metaphor. Mom bought one at the circuswhen I was eight years old. She kep...

Bridge Over an Unnamed Creek by J. Todd Gillette The creek was not marked by a sign or named on FSA or BLM or FWP maps or topographic surveys, nor did it suppor...

Empty Chairs A photo project by W. Scott Olsen We are a gregarious, curious species.  What is that? we ask.  Who are you?  Tell me...

Open Case by Dan Campion Black, glossy squares of tile set offthe window of the jewelry shop,inside which navy velvet showsoff opals, diamonds, pearls, and gold...

The Backstories for “Refusing Silence” by Catherine Mauk My discovery of Hannah’s tapestries in Oslo—quite through happenstance—triggered my curiosi...

Repoussé by Dan Campion We don’t like ornament.Flat metal sheetjust off the rollers is ideal,glass paneunbeveled and unstained.They look completeto us. Like Sha...

The Song Inside by Jeff McRae You remember? Luke sees Leia in the real first movie while he’s hanging out in the garage setting up his horn—she p...

Beloved SonSenzhen, China by Julie L. Moore The newspaper photo exposes the hospital hallway:eleven-year-old Liang Yaoyilies on a gurney, shrouded in green shee...