Stories tagged fiction

An Unheeded Return

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On an over­cast and humid day in August, Jesus—with Dad’s per­mis­sion, of course—decided to make his grand return.

A Natural Consequence of Things

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Belief is a hammer, like saying the mind is a piece of iron.

A Spark and a Flash

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Butchie was the one who heard about the bonfire happening over on Harrison Avenue.

Are We The Dining Dead?

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“You gotta eat the chicken, “ he said.

In the North Woods (or, The War of Art)

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For the residents of Oak Morrow, entropy is an art form. They break their own windows and crash their cars into their living rooms. Grannies and pets can usually scoot out of the way before they’re crushed under the juggernaut of creativity.

Everyone Is Going Away

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“I don’t know what’s going on there,” Hank, who hated his name and wanted a more Biblical name because those names (Jeremiah! Matthew! David!)—although common—sound ominous, said as he pointed up to the top of the apartment building that housed the whores

11:11AM Eastern Standard Time:

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"Make a wish," she whispered.

Marriage, California Style

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Out the window we could see the parking lot and, across the street, the Bijou Moonlight Laundromat.

Broken Mornings

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...the squawking of the seagulls orchestrated my theme music.

Retrieval

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“I hate when people just wheel a cart home instead of carry the bags home. It's some ghetto ass shit.”

Charles Watches Georgina and Tries Not To Feel "The Creep."

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Charles resumed monitoring the 32 part You Tube upload of Wimbledon's 2008 final match, looking for appearances of Georgina, the ball girl.

Boy Toy

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Sometimes you can't sleep.

With a Danish

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It wasn't hidden, exactly, but kept in a place where she wouldn't be expected to look: a photograph of Roger, naked and supine, looking at the camera without surprise.

The Warden, the Photograph, and the Story

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The most she'll see of daylight is a pair of white eyes through the tilted blinds.

Nothing Between Us

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Amy's a supergirl, and supergirls just fly.