Colorado Review Spring 2014

It’s a little like saying you don’t like apple pie or puppies or brown paper packages tied up with strings, but I don’t really care for springtime in the Rockies. It’s too unpredictable, too capricious. One gloriously sunny day you think you’ll pack away your heavy coat, gloves, and sweaters; the next day you’re scraping three inches of snow from your windshield, the eager bulbs that emerged just days before now frostbitten and chagrined by their early arrival.

Colorado Review Spring 2013

It seems fitting that, as we enter our fortieth volume year (we are really fifty-seven, having been launched in 1956, but who’s counting?), the stories and essays featured in this issue are all situated in youth. For the narrator of Thomas Cain’s “Stop,” an abandoned house serves as the locus of adolescent uncertainty, romantic experimentation, […]

Colorado Review Summer 2012

There’s no denying a certain fascination with the extreme—stories of grand-scale fortune, loss, celebrity, infamy, adventure, depravity, and redemption. But often the more resonant stories reside not in the extreme, but between its polarities, or at its threshold. Carole Firstman’s “Liminal Scorpions” articulates the thread of in-betweenness running through this issue’s essays and stories: liminality […]