Fiction
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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Short Fiction
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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
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?
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
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 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
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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The Brick
There is a photograph of my mother standing in front of the chain link fence around the Chevron Oil Plant in Richmond, several minutes before…
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Pieces
It happened first in the shower. Sasha stood, scrubbing her body, her mind occupied on the day, on when the man might be answering her…
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A Life, A Book, A Chance
Veronika usually woke a few minutes before the church bells rang. This day she had been up for hours, tossing and turning in her small…
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I, etcetera
I suppose a certain kind of Calcutta novel can be written. By a certain kind of Southern Avenue Calcuttan such as me. These are read…
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An Ambiguous Weekend
Richard’s clay sculptures could say a great deal about him. Luckily, he did not sculpt very often. He spent most of his time bagging groceries…
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Kulfi
Pushpa did not know about the Gospels. In fact, she barely knew anything about Jesus. But she would have appreciated one of his teachings—to be…
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Alizarin Crimson
Mr. Hartley took a small canvas the size of a notebook from the table at the front of the classroom. “You’ll apply the alizarin first….
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The Lighthouse Keeper
My father had a job as a lighthouse keeper. His lighthouse could be seen from all over town – on account of our town being…
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Maxim Kolosov
I’d never seen a man die before. Not before this. I would’ve looked away had I known what was coming, that he was jumping for…
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The Cleaner
David stared at the long black stain. He had tried everything he could to clean it from the otherwise pristine white shirt, but nothing had…
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The Animals Among Us
I. Aves When the little boy double crossed the shetani¸ Great Heron assumed her true spirit form and cursed him, placing her hands upon the…
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The Ambassador
My father was my hero. When he was ten, he went into the cigar factory. He sat on a long bench. His father sat on…
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On the Morning He Was To Leave Mortalus
On the morning he was to leave Mortalus for the drive south to California, while walking to the library to return three DVD’s starring Theresa…