All summer and into the fall, my father tried to sell his bottles of edible algae at the farmer's market like some kind of gourmet treat. Dad thought he still had it, the salesman's magic that had once made him rich selling tropical fish...
The million-dollar bash is precisely what I’m after, a place of excitement and promise, even if we are the only ones who show up.
NEW: ISSUE 13
We feel quite lucky to have such fine writing in Issue 13. Engaging, poignant, evocative fiction by Mikayla Avila Vila, Teague Bohlen, Elizabeth Crowell, Ann Epstein, Amalia Gladhart, John Madera. A humorous piece on directing a play by Brett Busang and a touching excerpt from a memoir by Angela Chan-Meinero round out our prose. Our poetry, as always, is eclectic and provocative. We include returning favorites like Rustin Larson, Linda Pennisi and Marc Salcman, alongside strong voices fresh to our pages: Stephen Gibson, Ella Marilla, Erin Redfern, Richard Hedderman, Cathy Kodra, among other talented poets. Featuring striking, eye-popping art by David Elliott.
The Saranac Review was born in 2004 out of four writers' vision to open a space for the celebration of the many voices in the United States and Canada.
Attempting to act as a source of connection, today the journal is committed to dissolving boundaries of all kinds and seeks to publish a diverse array of emerging and established writers from the United States, Canada and beyond..
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