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Soothe your savage yeti and indulge your literary tooth with the finest of the past issues of Electric Yeti...



 

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Past Issues: Enjoy stories from previous issues of Electric Yeti:


August 2005, Issue 6:

June Bug, by Amy Letter

Wildfires raging in Mexico cast their ash and heat into Florida skies, spreading an epidemic cough from which June suffered badly.  Chill mists of A/C frosted the bus station pane glass opaque.  


Mirror Mirror, by Rob Rosen

“That sound,” the tiny man gasped in astonishment. “I recognize it, but surely I must be mistaken."

 

Fruit Flies, by Vanessa Pauling

She kept the Dentyne in the extra cabinet with the elbow hinge. Packs were stacked on top of canned corn and sauerkraut.



A Sad Cry In the Night, by Gregory Thompson

I fear that these are my last words.  I am a dead man.


The Problem With Elephants, by Robin Alexander

The problem with elephants is they always mess things up. Take love for example. Big feeling, big expectations; stomped on by elephants.


T.G.I.M., by Edward Murray

Timmy Wisconsin had been an intern at the law offices of Quagmire, Chunk, and Stern for three glorious months.  He had hoped to somehow devise a method of slowing time in order to drag out his final days at the firm, but he now faced the inevitable termination of his semester-long assignment. 
 


My Baby Sister Meera, by Anand Shastri
During a freezing day in December of 1985,

the birth of my baby sister Meera, made the world come alive.
 


In Your Midst, by Valerie Robins
I linger in your driveway

Sheer anger burning inside me
The joy melting



No Blacksmith, by Rick Laska
The disgusting swelling of remorse

Bursts through my flesh.
It is not beautiful.

 

May 2005, Issue 5:

Fork, by P.A. Lang
Then there’s a river. One that wedges through a valley beneath billowing clouds of green, yellow, or auburn, depending on the season.


O'Connell Street, by Tom McCarthy
A postcard mailed at the GPO fails
again to get the message out on time.


Komodo, by Christopher Mulrooney
it has a very serious air
flicking its tongue out


The Return of the King, by Leonardo Minjarez
The Lion returns
And the Moon shines bright.


Hot Plate For Waking, by Robin Alexander
hot plate for waking


Growing Up Back In My Day: The 80's and Early 90's, by Anthony Defeo
In my opinion, kids today have it way too easy. With all these fancy gizmos and gadgets out there,
your average kid doesn't have to work for anything.


Loss, Memory, Healing, by Terrell Lowry
walking by a house that is now half empty
makes for a painful limp


Trueness, by Bryan Market
To hang with scum
you don't have to be scum


It's Time To Thank My Law School Friends, by Anand Shastri
This past year has been the greatest time that I have ever had


Betrayal, by Robin J. Brown
The time of desire seems but a dream




March 2005, Issue 4:

In That Solitude, by Leonardo Minjarez
In that solitude
There is only you.


All Washed Up , by Rob Rosen
Jackie LeBouf sat on her lounge chair, cell phone in hand, and once again angrily punched her agent’s number. Each of the five times she tried that week she’d reached his answering machine. Each time he had neglected to call her back.


Short Stop at the Disco , by Robin Alexander
short stop at
the disco to remember…


My Father: Dad, Doctor, Teacher, and Friend , by Anand Shastri
My father is the main reason why I’m alive, and believe that I am a fortunate man …


Christmas Dinner , by Santiago Alexis Mostyn
Instead of a wall, our living room was sided by long panels of glass that reached from the floor to the top beam of the house. In the mornings, before the sun arced high enough into the sky to induce a glare on its surface, the glass, still in shadow, was almost invisible.


You , by Jeffrey Jasmine
You
essence of soft flowing river
with the smoothness of flighting power…


Rain, by Laura Sonido
I celebrate rain,
The symbolism for change and growth...



 

August 2004, Issue 3:

Meditation By Waterfall, by Elizabeth Kate Switaj
Who took beauty and made it anything but experience?


Robert Flannigan , by Joshua Stewart
Robert Flannigan is dead, but that’s not important right now.


The Technique , by Anthony J. Defeo
Men, are you tired of not having success with women? Are you tired of the occasional date with an average woman that you had to settle for while other guys seem to constantly land the hot babes with ease? Do you want to change your dating success? Well, I can show you how!


Obon Shower , by Elizabeth Kate Switaj
Clay washes to bone by sun in thickened air


And congratulations to one of our very fine former contributors, Preston Picus, on the publication of his first book, "Heal the World, Make it a Better Place"! We're very proud of him, and we invite you to check out his book (and buy lots of copies) at www.kibitzerbookmakers.com.


 

March 2004, Issue 2:

Joseph Baxter, by Preston Picus
At seven thirty am the alarm clock said “Wake up Joseph Baxter, you’ll have only three hundred and fifty seven days to retirement after work today. Wake up Joseph Baxter you’ll have…”...


Did I Sell Out? , by Anthony Defeo
I remember back in the day, when I first started writing personal homepages, I spent years just writing and writing. It was long before I found the internet.


Knockout/He Writes In a Vacuum , by Bill Dunlap
1. Sir John Douglas Cockcroft There exists none other but that one. You may want to make a note of that.


Little Sister's Guardian , by Heather Kenealy
How long have we been walking? I can't remember, but it must be years because Little Sister is now five spins old. She was baby in arms when we started, I am sure of it.


 

October 2003, Issue 1:

Presence Makes the Heart Go Wander, by David Hahn
I was first introduced to the world of Internet dating about 9 years ago. The prospect of procuring an insta-cure cybernetic bandage for my then aching, lonely heart, without even having to leave my bedroom, was an intriguing one for me...


Occam's Razor , by Brad Frazer
Roulac awoke, the encroaching sun burning his eyes and illuminating his five-by-eight cell, his dream of soft sweet grass shattered by tin cups clanking against steel sinks. "Quiet, quiet," Roulac grumbled as he rolled over in his cot and pulled the thin pillow over his head...


Ode to Le Hot Dog , by Herman Gibson
oh, hot dog, nifty hot dog, why are you so brown?...


A Day in the Life , by Josh Stewart
Some men, on some days, wake up and decide they will change the direction of their lives. An old friend of mine woke up one day and thought it would be a good idea to quit his job, leave his wife, and become one of those religious people up in the hills. I haven't seen him since. Three weeks ago tomorrow was the day I made a similarly life-changing decision....


Fallen , by Tamara Forster
A sock on the floor. Another fucking sock on the floor. She stared, disbelieving, down at the sock on the floor, half-hidden by the folds of a shower curtain but still very, very much there...





Old Spaghetti: Enjoy the best of past Yeti Spaghetti entries:

Yeti Spaghetti Issue 3:

A Survey:  Dead Or Alive?

Yeti Spaghetti Issue 2:

A Survey:  Writing Attitudes


Yeti Spaghetti Issue 1:

Writing Theme: Yeti Goes to the Mall


Writing Theme: The Day I Met Richard Simmons



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