Stories tagged short-story

Home is No Place (1814 words)

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At the narrow doorway to the sickroom, both men pulled back in mock politeness. Charlie glared and yielded right-of-way to his elder brother. The bedside table was cluttered with empty soft drink cans and a stack of soiled plates. The old woman looked up…

The Stairwell

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She lived on the top floor, supposedly the best floor in fancy buildings, but rather less glamorous when in a building with no elevators.

Sketches for My Sweetheart the Drunk

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A portrait of my sweetheart drawn while she is asleep: a passed-out angel illuminated by the light of dawn coming in from the bathroom window, one of her shoes missing.

Hunting Spear with Beer

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There's an itch at the back of my head. It's pointy like rage. There's an itch at the back of my brain and it says, “Have another beer.” It says, “Another beer will not be the edge.” After this advised future of other beers, the result is my feet…

A Different Song

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That morning the birds sang a different tune. Marta awoke, ruffled in her sheets and stopped to listen. What was normally an upbeat and sunny musical number, a perfect accompaniment to the rising day, was instead awash with an…

Conjugal Love

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Either they got married in the church dressed in their mothers’ bridal gowns, gaudy and ancient dresses with off-white lace faded from years of hanging in the attic, or they snuck down to city hall...

A Funeral for Eddie Moon

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‘It's perfect,' said Maggie as she lay in the casket. Harold Barnes offered his hand. ‘It's a shame he never got to see it,' Maggie continued as she climbed free of the coffin.

Last one in

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I’d barely made my train. The doors were closing, but the conductor was still at his perch, hanging out of the sliding window like a bent-sideways jack-in-the-box. He reopened the doors, allowing me to board. I’d been accepted.

Under The Tree

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There were echoes all around them, their shadows delirious and only existed in short spurts under the breath of the streetlights. They danced as their cigarettes leaked calligraphy across the night sky and she tried to trace it with her finger. He asked her what it said…

The Yellow Butterfly

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Let whoever may read this know: I am an evil man, and I have done evil things.

Jagged Dog Story

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But I had learned from ingesting Roberto’s glitter-eyed fear, it could make you never close enough, and then, never far enough away. And both at the same time.

Stalk

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A spot in space observes all this, with its eyes arching over on their stalks. The observation point dangles one eye above the other, turning the roundness of them suddenly.

Try Not to Die in Bayonne

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Dad says grandma is a cunt and it's probably true

The Night Madison Brooke Burned Alive

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She told me it had been there since she was a kid, this large black spot like a blimp floating from her right arm up to the tip of her neck. She had really pale skin so she kinda looked like a cow strutting down the street.

Passage

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She didn't want to let go of the crumpled tissue she had been holding all this time, as it is wrong to litter, but she finally did, and felt free. Released. Bad. Naughty. Almost orgasmic.