Our Stopover in Santa Fe

Our Stopover in Santa Fe

We arrived at Pisa International airport to find our charter jet waiting. Our favorite pilots Rick and Jeff were there to greet us. Each had…

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No Place Like Home

No Place Like Home

I drove home from the store, where I had stopped for a pound of coffee, when I noticed a garage sale. A short fat Indian…

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Tonight in San Pedro

Tonight in San Pedro

This time Carmen’s late even by local standards.  I’m waiting as the bar starts to fill up. We’re waiting for the nightclubs to open, women…

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Lying Sideways

Lying Sideways

“School out already?” I ask. “The fish was lying sideways in my class.” “Yeah?” “A kid at school said it’s normal.” “Huh.” “He said fish…

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Deliria…as.is

Deliria…as.is

I opened my eyes very slowly; afraid that a dazzling light would hit my censored vision and drown me in pools of dark water, the…

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Relief Patterns, June 1952

Relief Patterns, June 1952

Relief Patterns, June 1952 Seismic gap: A segment of an active fault zone that has not experienced a major earthquake during a time period when…

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The Case of the VIP Towels

The Case of the VIP Towels

I “Shit, jana padega. There’s been a break-in in some MLA’s house. Tell me Begum Sahiba, why does this happen every time we have a…

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Dire Situations

Dire Situations

When Mr. d’Foos-Fong told Mrs. d’Foos-Fong he was going to kill himself, she said, “I am at a loss for words. But of course do…

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Trio’s

Trio’s

You’ve got to give a little, take a little, And let your poor heart break a little. That’s the story of, that’s the glory of…

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The Master Carpenter

The Master Carpenter

Charles Willett appeared both defeated and stoic while seated at the slab-table he’d fashioned years earlier from the choice reddish-brown heartwood of a Kentucky Coffee…

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THE LONGEST DAYS

THE LONGEST DAYS

Our mosque leans to the left. That’s because it was a church before the Tidesville Islamic community put enough money together to buy it. Apparently,…

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The Bandwala

The Bandwala

Sundar Brass Band, most popularly called Sundar Band, had arrived in the city of Bangalore quite early in the morning. Their performance was set to…

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The leather bag

The leather bag

Translated from Tamil by Jayanthi Sankar She pressed the doorbell. One of the duplicate keys to the front door had been left with her. However, she…

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Bad Pet, Mad Pet

Bad Pet, Mad Pet

The long black hair of the vampire smelled of wildflowers and fresh soil. I inhaled hungrily, absorbing in every way I could think of. His…

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Museum Canvass Rarely Seen

Museum Canvass Rarely Seen

The war was over, but for how long we didn’t know. The streets were filled with debris and fires. As we walked among the bombed…

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Sassanids, etc.

Sassanids, etc.

He’d been on his knees all morning the second day when he first saw her. It was the only time in his life he saw…

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Model Citizen1

Model Citizen1

George Tandle stood, patiently waiting for the 7:38 from Bunker Hill to Hardchester. From the lofty vantage point of the station, he could see nearly…

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The Strings

The Strings

The walls were a sterile white, bright enough to blind. I kept my eyes partway closed, watching the nurses walk past in their crisp candy…

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Post Mortem

Post Mortem

Kusum, A. (18 November 19–) Letters to the editor, Dainik Bharat, Manoranjan Ravivar, p. 5-6. Editor’s note: Printed here unedited, this curious letter and its…

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Shell Game

Shell Game

My anxiety went through the roof once Adam left. The cage I had built to contain my fears collapsed – a cage formed from the…

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