Behavior Modification by Alice K. Boatwright
Nothing has changed in my mother's kitchen since she died two years ago. If she were magically to return, she would be able to put her hand on the garlic press without hesitation and know exactly where to find her cast iron frying pan, the salt, her favorite old wooden spoon. When I arrive to cook my father's dinner each evening, I slip on a flowered cotton apron that I made her in the ninth grade, and I know that, although I have taken on some of her responsibilities, in this place she is still the pilot light. I am only the hand with the match. continue
The Day by Dennis Yates
As soon as the man rose, he wandered to the back door and opened it. The ginger cat that he expected--ears crooking downward and gold eyes narrowed, miffed at him for oversleeping--didn't appear. It had begun raining steadily the evening before, but the storm was expected to trail off by afternoon. Later a blue dome would arrive, scratched clean of clouds, and he imagined himself down by the lake with his back pressed against a sun-warmed rock, surrounded by foxglove. He found pleasure in making his simple plans, of seeing how well his morning visions meshed with what the day had brought with it. continue
Fraternité by Gustavo Bondoni
The biting, horizontal snowfall made it difficult to look into Wilson's eyes. Even so, however, I was certain that the distance in the look he gave me owed more to the wayward direction of his thoughts than to physical obstacles presented by the hostile environs. continue
Grandma Cass by Duncan MacCarthy Whitmire
It's the cigarette smoke that trails off the lit end and never gets inhaled. It's the deer that hesitates beside the road instead of jumping into the headlights. To Grandma Cass, life was the sum of all the things that could have killed you, and didn't. continue
The Letter by Claudia Labin
A blustery gust of wind and sleet pushes her through the doors of the Aspidistra, her black princess raincoat billowing behind her like the cape of a nineteenth-century heroine. Who could she be . . . Anna Karenina? The thought makes her smile. She is such a hopeless romantic, still despite all the despites, still at thirty-nine. She shakes her big brown leather satchel and feels immediately welcomed into the safety and warmth of the old bookstore. continue
Cleaning Away Crazy by Tammy Peacy
Residents of E House crowded around me in clusters of three or four, watching as I stood on a step ladder, my arms stretched above my head, scrubbing the wood paneling with a rag dipped in the water and Murphy's Oil Soap solution. The water blackened after only a few rinses of the rag, an old scrap of t-shirt, and I went through the entire bottle of cleaner before finishing three of the four walls of the foyer. My audience bored quickly and interrupted often, asking for cigarettes or something from their personal shelf. I was irritated that no one offered to help, to join in my tirade against their mental illness, but why should they? In some way, whether directly or indirectly, they were paying for me to be there. continue
Crossing a Construction Site by William Doreski
Hot earth-smell thickens the breeze.
My footsteps feel too flimsy
to support me beyond the ditch
hacked across the intersection. continue
Wind-Flower by William Doreski
By August the anemone
or wind-flower has gone by,
leaving its foliage creased continue
Hanging On by karla k. morton
When the Alzheimers set in
she clung to her coat hangers. continue
We Who Wish To Sing in the Morning by Oliver Rice
I would not argue
for Sir Christopher Wren nor Frank Lloyd Wright,
for the pyramid nor the skyscraper. continue
You can use Google to find works that appeared in Amarillo Bay. (Note that the search results may not include authors and works in the current issue.) You also can use Google to search the World Wide Web.
Works by Issue
||Volume 9 Number 4, 12 November 2007 - Current Issue|
Volume 9 Number 3, 6 August 2007
Volume 9 Number 2, 7 May 2007
Volume 9 Number 1, 5 February 2007
||Volume 8 Number 4, 6 November 2006|
Volume 8 Number 3, 7 August 2006
Volume 8 Number 2, 8 May 2006
Volume 8 Number 1, 6 February 2006
||Volume 7 Number 4, 7 November 2005|
Volume 7 Number 3, 8 August 2005
Volume 7 Number 2, 2 May 2005
Volume 7 Number 1, 7 February 2005
||Volume 6 Number 4, 1 October 2004|
Volume 6 Number 3, 2 August 2004
Volume 6 Number 2, 3 May 2004
Volume 6 Number 1, 2 February 2004
||Volume 5 Number 4, 3 November 2003|
Volume 5 Number 3, 4 August 2003
Volume 5 Number 2, 5 April 2003
Volume 5 Number 1, 3 February 2003
||Volume 4 Number 4, 4 November 2002|
Volume 4 Number 3, 5 August, 2002
Volume 4 Number 2, 6 May 2002
Volume 4 Number 1, 4 February 2002
||Volume 3 Number 4, 5 November 2001|
Volume 3 Number 3, 6 August 2001
Volume 3 Number 2, 7 May 2001
Volume 3 Number 1, 5 February 2001
||Volume 2 Number 4, 6 November 2000|
Volume 2 Number 3, 7 August 2000
Volume 2 Number 2, 1 May 2000
Volume 2 Number 1, 7 February 2000
||Volume 1 Number 3, 1 November 1999|
Volume 1 Number 2, 2 August 1999
Volume 1 Number 1, 3 May 1999
We are pleased to present the fourth issue of our ninth year, published on Monday, 12 November 2007. We hope you enjoy browsing through our extensive collection of fiction, creative nonfiction, and poetry!
See the Works List to discover the over 300 works in our collection, including the ability to search through the issues.
Want to submit something you wrote? See our Submissions page.
We provide links to literary magazines and to other sites that might be interesting to readers of Amarillo Bay. The page also has links to our authors' Web sites. See the Useful Links page.
Want to make sure you don't miss a single issue of Amarillo Bay? We can send you an e-mail message when the next issue of Amarillo Bay is available.
Note: We do not share, sell, or barter our mail list under any circumstances.
Like the idea of Amarillo Bay? Tell your friends! Also, you can help us continue.