Snow Monkey

Welcome to the archive for Snow Monkey Online, the literary journal from Ravenna Press. We published Snow Monkey as a print version starti...

Blue Nude I always wanted to paint you blue not with a brush but my hands— scooping paint in fingers and smearing it over your body I say ...

Illusion I remember us wrangling over what, I don’t recall but I can still see the silhouette of the rubber plant against the wall a...

Duel Muriel conveyed to Miriam that her weapon of choice was a boning knife, though the particular one she herself wanted to use seemed a ...

-enough Plink. Plink. Plink. The little plastic buttons dropped into the dish and rolled around until they fell through the hole in th...