The Best Stories

The Best Stories

New York City in the winter is a difficult place for a three-year-old.  The sidewalks are small, packed with snow and tourists, and slippery with…

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Novena

Novena

I.Buy the lotion. Buy the oil. Take the homeopathic vitamin mixtures. Drink the tinctures. Sweat lodge. Meditation. Cleanses. Wheatgrass so thick you choke. Teas so…

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The Girl on the Roof

The Girl on the Roof

She arrived in Buenos Aires with the story born of her travels so fulsome in her that she felt like a woman she’d seen in…

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The Reincarnated One

The Reincarnated One

1956 was an especially poor monsoon year, the drought which had gripped our region intermittently over the past few years was now starting to take…

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Arcs of Memory

Arcs of Memory

I No one in Bodhi’s village had expected an ascent of the Mount Everest. It alarmed his mother. Men had trespassed on an abode of…

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Remarkable Fall

Remarkable Fall

On an otherwise ordinary autumn day, I killed a three-year-old boy. One might think that the air held some hint of warning, but it didn’t—just…

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To The Horizon

To The Horizon

The wind blows the dust and dry dirt across the plains, ceaselessly lifting it from the earth only to set it down again elsewhere. The…

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Rabbit Bone Pink

Rabbit Bone Pink

“One of us should live here some day,” Dinesh says, gazing up at the ceiling in the living room of 42 RC. His sister, Sathya,…

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They'll say it was an Honest Mistake

They’ll say it was an Honest Mistake

“Yo, J, Got a light?” I pulled the convenient store lighter from my pocket with finger cutoff gloves. My nails were blackened from the shop,…

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Summers of Solitude

Summers of Solitude

I grew up afraid of asking questions, afraid of being curious. It still affects the way I live. Any time I crossed that line as…

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Rumsey's Watch

Rumsey’s Watch

Walter looked at his watch, the warm sun reflecting across its silver blue dial into his eyes. The second hand appeared to be moving in…

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William

William

At 11:45PM on a February Friday, William dusts the snow from the shoulders of his full-length, dark wool business coat and enters the office of…

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Excuse Me, Sir, May We Invade Your Home?

Excuse Me, Sir, May We Invade Your Home?

For Roald DahlIn heaven, or wherever he may have gone Laszlo Oxbreast bound old and rare books. His work required the utmost caution and particularity,…

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Violation

Violation

She’d been worried about her daughter all day. The little girl’s temperature had risen to 38° and she’d called the doctor. Now the child was…

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You in the Dark

You in the Dark

After school, you play with Mindy. She lives two houses away and has a big brother. He’s tall and lanky and if you knew the…

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Wait

Wait

Randal didn’t know that it wasn’t normal to wait until your father got home from the bar before you could have dinner.             It wouldn’t…

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Big Dusty

Big Dusty

To Russell, always called ‘Dusty’ since the day he was born, his father was a big man; not just big but BIG. He had big…

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The Water

The Water

They sat across from one another at the cheap station café. Trayfuls of tea, carelessly poured into narrow-waisted teacups, hovered around them. They were each…

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Friends of Ferry Point Park

Friends of Ferry Point Park

Condolences, the card read and—she flipped it over—nothing else.  Tara Contreras opened the door to her apartment and, without meaning to, thought: Better late than…

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I Know You Rider

I Know You Rider

Ryan and Walker stood in the doorway of the railcar as the train chugged through a crossing in Homerville, Georgia. The town, like many along…

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