Amarillo Bay 
 Volume 13 Number 1 

Amarillo Bay Contents
Volume 13 Number 1

We are pleased to present the first issue of our thirteenth year, published on Monday, 14 February 2011. We hope you enjoy browsing through our extensive collection of fiction, creative nonfiction, and poetry! (See the Works List to discover the over 500 works in our collection, including the ability to search through the issues.)


Fiction

Bambuko's
   by David W. Landrum
David W. Landrum

David W. Landrum teaches fiction and creative writing at Cornerstone University in Grand Rapids, Michigan. He has published The Aphrodite Syndrome, an on-line novel, as well as short fiction in Potomac Review and Nocturne Horizons. His poetry has appeared in numerous magazines and journals, including Web Del Sol, Driftwood Review, Satire, Mastodon Dentist, and Prism. This is his third appearance in Amarillo Bay.

The city of Marburne looked quite a bit different after twelve years. Like many towns in eastern Ohio, it had been impoverished by the loss of the steel industry. Sossity Chandler was surprised when Tonya, her manager, booked a concert for her there, but the show sold out. An economic revitalization that emphasized tourism and entertainment had put some new life into the town, and concerts had been well-attended the last couple of years.

Then Sossity saw the name of the man who had organized the concert.

Tonya noticed her reaction.

"You know this guy?"

Sossity looked down at the name on the contract.

"I played a couple of gigs at a bar he owned way back when."

"Did he cheat you out of money?"

"Everybody cheated me out of money in those days." She folded up the paper. "No, it's fine."
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Enlightenment
   by Susan Gerry
Susan Gerry

After graduating from Colby College in Waterville, Maine, Susan Gerry moved to Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico, where she worked for Servicio Linguistico Empresarial, as an ESL teacher and translator. She now works for the Department of Human Services in Rockland, Maine, helping families transition from welfare into the work force. She has recently completed a literary mainstream novel, Carnival Mirrors, and is working on a second novel, Rogue Waves, and a collection of short stories.

Menachem Bateman awoke at five a.m., enveloped in a cocoon of well-being that sheltered him from the feelings of strife and dis-ease to which many men fall prey. As soon as his eyes were fully open, he began to recite his daily affirmations. "I am grateful. I am blessed. I love my family and my work. I make a difference in the lives of those who surround me. Health and prosperity will follow me throughout the day."

Menachem was a tenured professor of maritime studies at College of the Atlantic. He had several books of maritime history to his credit, including Lobster Wars of the Maine Coast  and Ghosts of New England Lighthouses, two slender volumes now widely used as reference books. As much as he loved teaching, Menachem was enjoying his summer vacation to the max. He yawned, stretched, scratched his hairless chest, and rolled over to reach for his wife, Abby. Strands of wavy, blond Jesus-hair, smelling cleanly of Abby's Herbal Essence Shampoo, draped across his face. He did not brush them away. They were one more reminder of his good fortune, the gift of physical beauty.
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The Predicament of Otto Ratalli
   by Robert Wexelblatt
Robert Wexelblatt

Robert Wexelblatt is professor of humanities at Boston University's College of General Studies. He has published essays, stories, and poems in a wide variety of journals, including Amarillo Bay; two story collections, Life in the Temperate Zone and The Decline of Our Neighborhood; and a book of essays, Professors at Play. His recent novel, Zublinka Among Women, won the Indie Book Awards First Prize for Fiction.

Three quick knocks on the door. "Dieci minuti, Maestro. Ten minutes."

"Thank you."

The walls of the dressing room were venerable. How much talent had prepared itself within them, stared at them as he was doing. Ratalli ran his supple fingers over the dressing table, caressing phantom keys.

When he was a child and failed to perform a proper dive the first time or to assemble a puzzle or hit the bull's eye, Otto would scream, punch the side of his head, roll on the ground. The compulsion to behave in this fashion was a bodily thing; it began in the gut and filled his frame. He still felt that incubus agitating in his gut, but now as a kind, happy ferment.
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Security Risk
   by Mark Lyons
Mark Lyons

Mark Lyons lives in Philadelphia. He has published stories in several literary magazines, including Evergreen, Whetstone (JP McGrath Memorial Award), Bucks County Writer, Sensations, the Schuylkill Valley Journal of the Arts, Piker Press, and Wild River Review. He is a recipient of Pennsylvania Council of the Arts fellowships for 2003 and 2009, and was nominated for the Pushcart Prize. He wrote, edited and translated Espejos y Ventanas / Mirrors and Windows, Oral Histories of Mexican Farmworkers and Their Families, which is published in Spanish and English by Syracuse University Press. He currently works as co-director of the Philadelphia Storytelling Project, which works with immigrants and teens to produce audio stories about their lives.

He straddles the round stool, green Naugahyde with a stainless steel rim, rotates ninety degrees to the right, then back to the left, listening. A metal-on-metal low-pitched screech, like a trolley car braking, not a way to promote digestion. He spins the stool seat next to him. That's better, metal-on-grease. He slides over one, has the mauve Formica counter to himself. The place is empty, save for a couple of kids in the booth behind him. Above the pie cooler the round chrome clock, circled with red neon, says three-twelve. The waitress comes through the door from the kitchen. Face slightly over-done with makeup, a bit on the far side of size 14, black apron over white uniform, light red hair held up with a Mickey Mouse barrette, walks with a bounce, like she just started her shift.

"Thought I heard that seat. Coffee for starters? Menu?"

"Black, thanks." Marlene, her name tag above the left pocket of her blouse, starts a fresh pot in the Bunn coffee maker.
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Creative Nonfiction

Part 1: Chiang Rai: The Peanut Butter Odyssey
   by Timothy Hoare
Timothy Hoare

Timothy Hoare is Professor of Humanities and Religions at Johnson County Community College, Overland Park, KS (a suburb of Kansas City). While all of his previous published writing has been academic in nature, these essay selections represent his first published creative non-fiction work. They also represent his ongoing love affair with the Kingdom of Thailand, which has been the focus of his personal and professional life for twenty-five years.

A Northern Thai Saturday morning…no classes to teach…no deadlines to meet…no alarm clocks to pummel…I lay there and stretched, like a cat in the throes of a nap in the sun.

But my feline lassitude was rudely interrupted by a realization that hit me like a brick in the head: there is no food in the house. On the previous evening, I had casually noted that my little refrigerator contained a ball of day-old sticky rice, a half of a guava, and some ice cubes (hmm…with professorial astuteness, I concluded that this is probably why I went out for dinner last night). As much as I like sticky rice, guava and ice, when I say "there is no food in the house," I refer to the essentials: coffee, Thai instant noodles, bourbon. But let's get serious—even more serious than bourbon—I am out of peanut butter. On the plus side, it's Saturday; had I made this grim discovery on a weekday, the crisis might have forced me to cancel my classes.
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Part 2: The Japanese Refrigerator Incident
   by Timothy Hoare
Timothy Hoare

Timothy Hoare is Professor of Humanities and Religions at Johnson County Community College, Overland Park, KS (a suburb of Kansas City). While all of his previous published writing has been academic in nature, these essay selections represent his first published creative non-fiction work. They also represent his ongoing love affair with the Kingdom of Thailand, which has been the focus of his personal and professional life for twenty-five years.

It is embarrassing to commit social blunders in cultural contexts with which one is unfamiliar. Indeed, even after twenty years of experience with this glorious mystery that is Thailand, I am still reminded every now and then that I am from a different place with a different set of assumptions. And this is in fact the way it should be.

There are, however, various facets of human knowledge that transcend cultural consciousness and national borders. Regardless of where one is from or how one was raised, there are certain truths that are universally accepted as so. These include the following:
  • Do not use a wire coat hanger to check if a wall outlet is working or not.
  • If you see some green food in the refrigerator, ask the following questions:
    1. Is it a vegetable?
    2. Is it a fruit?
    3. Is it Jello
    If you answered "no" to most of these, then you probably should not eat it.
  • If it is not broken, there is really no valid reason for attempting to fix it.
  • Do not force something to happen faster if it is going to happen of its own accord anyway.

It is through the lens of this final truth that we shall consider the Japanese Refrigerator Incident.
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Part 3: The Patawngo Connection (A Fantasy)
   by Timothy Hoare
Timothy Hoare

Timothy Hoare is Professor of Humanities and Religions at Johnson County Community College, Overland Park, KS (a suburb of Kansas City). While all of his previous published writing has been academic in nature, these essay selections represent his first published creative non-fiction work. They also represent his ongoing love affair with the Kingdom of Thailand, which has been the focus of his personal and professional life for twenty-five years.

Some things in life are, purely and simply, non-negotiable. Kansas City Strip sirloin. Chicago-style pizza. American peanut butter. My mother's tuna salad. There are no substitutes; these acmes of experience serve as fleeting links between our temporal day-to-day existence and the realm of the eternal. This is not a point to be argued; it is simply how it is. Now, this uncompromising worldview would be lacking in scope if it did not also acknowledge the unequalled excellence of the often-disregarded morsel of Thai cuisine known as ปาท่องโก๋ or patawngo.

"What the heck is a patawngo?" the uninitiated and untraveled soul might inquire. What is a patawngo—why, you might as well ask, what is love, what is God, what is the source of life, or what on earth possessed me to wear stretchy polyester shirts during the disco era (although the more fundamental question would be what on earth possessed us to have a disco era in the first place). Some mysteries are not open to discursive explanation. But I will do my utmost to address the essential question of the patawngo.
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Poetry

Alice: 283 Mt. Vernon
   by Kelly Fordon
Kelly Fordon

Kelly Fordon has just finished work on her first novel: Love Fits Itself, which is currently being shopped by her agent. Prior to writing fiction and poetry, she worked as a reporter at the NPR member station in Detroit and as an editorial production assistant for National Geographic magazine. She graduated from Kenyon College and received her M.S. in Journalism from Ohio University. Her work is upcoming in The Kenyon Review On-Line. She has been published in Flashquake, Red Wheelbarrow, The Windsor Review and several other journals. She lives in Michigan with her husband and children.

Alice has long blonde hair, a Bruschwig and Fils bedroom, a pool in her back yard, two nannies who won't speak English.
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Fatima: 212 Mt. Vernon
   by Kelly Fordon
Kelly Fordon

Kelly Fordon has just finished work on her first novel: Love Fits Itself, which is currently being shopped by her agent. Prior to writing fiction and poetry, she worked as a reporter at the NPR member station in Detroit and as an editorial production assistant for National Geographic magazine. She graduated from Kenyon College and received her M.S. in Journalism from Ohio University. Her work is upcoming in The Kenyon Review On-Line. She has been published in Flashquake, Red Wheelbarrow, The Windsor Review and several other journals. She lives in Michigan with her husband and children.

"If you don't have a dustpan wet one end of a newspaper. It will stick to the floor and you can sweep the dirt on to it. If you have to poop and there's no toilet squat in the corner of the room over a newspaper and then fold it up like an envelope."
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Gina I: 224 Mt. Vernon
   by Kelly Fordon
Kelly Fordon

Kelly Fordon has just finished work on her first novel: Love Fits Itself, which is currently being shopped by her agent. Prior to writing fiction and poetry, she worked as a reporter at the NPR member station in Detroit and as an editorial production assistant for National Geographic magazine. She graduated from Kenyon College and received her M.S. in Journalism from Ohio University. Her work is upcoming in The Kenyon Review On-Line. She has been published in Flashquake, Red Wheelbarrow, The Windsor Review and several other journals. She lives in Michigan with her husband and children.

After the funeral, I had a dream. You were sitting in a field of buttercups. You said, "Tell them I am happy now." Funny. I thought you were happy, neighbor.
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Gina II: 224 Mt. Vernon
   by Kelly Fordon
Kelly Fordon

Kelly Fordon has just finished work on her first novel: Love Fits Itself, which is currently being shopped by her agent. Prior to writing fiction and poetry, she worked as a reporter at the NPR member station in Detroit and as an editorial production assistant for National Geographic magazine. She graduated from Kenyon College and received her M.S. in Journalism from Ohio University. Her work is upcoming in The Kenyon Review On-Line. She has been published in Flashquake, Red Wheelbarrow, The Windsor Review and several other journals. She lives in Michigan with her husband and children.

I knew that normal people don't paint whole bedrooms during the night and then get up to care for four children the next day. I knew you couldn't have invented the immersible blender. I knew you weighed more than 110.
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Geriatrics
   by John M. Brantingham
John M. Brantingham

John M. Brantingham has had over a hundred poems and stories published in magazines in America and England such as Tears in the Fence, Askew, Confrontation, The Journal, Pearl, Freefall, The Acorn, and The Wandering Dog. He is one of two fiction editors for The Chiron Review. He was recently featured on Garrison Keillor's Writer's Almanac, and was nominated for a Pushcart Prize.

It doesn't take long for people to get old.
Mostly it happens in an afternoon
or maybe one early morning.
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A Jungle of Tears
   by Stacy Campbell
Stacy Campbell

Stacy Campbell lives in Hurst, Texas. She teaches special education language arts, and sponsors a poetry club at her high school. In her free time she plays the guitar, writes poetry and short stories, and drinks very cold beer. She is previously published in The Texas Observer, Writer’s Digest, North Texas Professional Writer’s Anthology, The Teachers Voice, Orange Room Review, Splash of Red, The Smoking Poet and other on-line publications. She was a Commendation Award Winner from The Society of Southwestern Authors.

I touch oil paintings and clay,
all that is left of my mother.
I wander from here to there
thick words stuck in my throat
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Limbo
   by Ann Robinson
Ann Robinson

Ann Robinson's work has appeared in American Literary Review, Connecticut Review, Fourteen Hills, New York Quarterly, Passager, Poet Lore, The Portland Review, RiverSedge, Sanskrit, Schuylkill Valley Journal, Spoon River Poetry Review, Willow Review, and Zone 3, among others.

After receiving a B.A. in English literature from Lindenwood University, she attended the M.F.A. program at the University of Arkansas. In addition to owning a farming operation in Arkansas, she is also a legal clerk in the Criminal Division of the Superior Court of Marin County, California. She has been the recipient of the John Spaemer Award for Outstanding Fiction, a Marin Arts Council grant, and a scholarship to study at a Hofstra University conference. She's also studied with Kathleen Fraser, Miller Williams, and Thomas Centolella.

After several weeks
I quit searching along the ravine behind my house,
the brambles and trail of cicada,
the creek that lead into neighborhoods
and late afternoon silence.
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