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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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Postpartum
After an excruciating week of meetings in New York City, my husband was to arrive back home via bus. Noon sharp, he’d told me. He..
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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
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
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
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 Combination Padlock
A man couldn’t remember the combination to a padlock. He didn’t want to break it, so he tried 0000, then 0001. He was prepared to..
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Silver Lining
Everyone knows people who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones, you catch more flies with honey, that love makes the world go round. This..
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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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A Writer in the Sun
A verb is a nation. That’s what I’d tell you over coffee. I’d also tell you that writing has its own economy. Supply and demand…
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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
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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Chili Man
Once I came across a homeless person in Seattle. He asked for money. I gave him a dollar. He said, “Don’t you have five bucks?”..
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Food Baby
I knew, from the moment I woke up in Akihabara, in that spare white hotel room overlooking the five-story mall full of flashing red robots,..
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An Approximate Accumulation
Things were desperate. The editing work had all but dried up. No matter how many writing-related jobs I applied for on the freelancing websites I’d..
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Bridal Palanquin
Bhaggan had told me many times why Saffiya had been traveling on the train the day they found me. Bibi Saffiya’s husband had died, and..
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Double Date
He wasn’t as good looking as the man she’d always hoped to marry, but she recalled her therapist’s unsubtle hints that she shouldn’t wait aimlessly..
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The Sow
The old sow glared at Elrod with a sort of benign insolence. It was perhaps the ugliest thing the boy had ever seen. Its skin..
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Fade to Gray
I always sat in the chair by the window. That had become “my” spot during committee meetings. From my chair, I could look out the..
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Different Lives
Chris My alarm shrieks. It’s 6:57. Out of bed and into yesterday’s clothes. Dizzy from alcohol and insufficient sleep, I step into the morning under-dressed. ..
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Tarla’s Homecoming
Nakul sat straight in a vest with two holes in it and old pajamas. He didn’t make eye contact with his wife Tarla who was..
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Dharavi Dreams
Hi. My name is Abdul. Abdul Sheikh. I work at a cyber café not very far from where I live. But don’t bother. Not very..
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One Fainting Robin
The first time I saw her, my heart stopped. I mean, it really did stop, I died. Me? Who could believe that? I was sixteen..
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Votive Candle
“Caminante, no hay camino. Se hace camino al andar.” – Antonio Machado One dollar Australian only buys Barb one votive candle, or so goes the..