The Aurora Review

Summer 2005

Sun God
by Matthew Sailor

If one day the sun should strike me with plague like an angry, avenging god, I hope that, in my human frailty, I do not raise my withering fist to curse it muttering about remission and experimental injections. Grant me the strength and the sense to expire telling stories of long past days that I never knew.

Galaxy 2
by Ione Citrin