Fiction
In Gresham
Temperature hit one hundred, making our third floor apartment close to like Hell. I spent the day with Ben in the playground, leaving him under..
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Flash Fiction
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Fiction
The Almost Mother
The Almost Mother sits with me on a park bench, smiling to herself, humming a lullaby, while she looks for children to trip. A strange..
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A Light Eulogy
Now for the eulogies. My brother goes first. He sobs. He and my father were close. They were both good at science. I can’t say..
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Until They Fall
The dentist says, “Oh, oh…” her hands in my mouth while her assistant holds the suction gun limp-wristed, like a pencil she might use for..
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Heavy Wings
John didn’t come home that night. Reports said that a young Black man, suspected of robbery, was attacked by police officers on the corner of..
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Deception
Mic, feeling every one of his fifty-four years, sat on a stool, hunched over the hundred-year-old mahogany bar scared with burn marks from the years..
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Rain, Rain, Gone Away
It’s never a dark and stormy night. Never a dark and stormy day, either. Ain’t been since ‘fore I was born. The sky’s straight-up robin’s..
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De-parted
Train travel was slowly dying out like the art of writing letters. I didn’t care for such statements made by various people I knew. I..
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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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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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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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The Nighttime Crossing
There was finally a moonless night when Andrew drove his car to Sandy Point and boarded the last ferry of the day to the Eastern…
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Paramour
How sometimes, we are tied down by the Normal; we don’t want to realize all of our dreams. Here she was, compromising all her dreams…
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Khublei Shibun
It was a late September evening when the sun came out after a 2 hour long shower. Cold water running through the streets drench my…
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The Golden Egg
Fort Lauderdale, Florida 2002 She was always suspicious of the mysterious chest. He never let her see what was inside. She always suspected, it was…
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The Execution of A Cockroach
The roach began to run with great speed for a creature its size. It had realized that something was amiss, even though it didn’t understand why. While it was executing its escape, thick clouds were rolling in, darkening the sky.
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Fireflies
I first saw the fireflies when I was a girl, on a hot summer night. “What are those?” I asked my mum. “Fireflies!” she whispered….
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The Wedding March
My daughter and I watched the wedding planner. Ten minutes earlier, a few seconds before we were to enter the chamber where the ceremony was…