Fiction
Fiction
The man lifted his shirt just enough to show the handle of a pistol.
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The boy had never before seen his father hopeless. He was afraid.
Fiction
If Vann kisses her, a mist will rise in her brain. A promise of oblivion.
Story of the Week
I had promised my children to end the war before they grew up.
Fiction
He’s not the skinny hippie all the paintings make Him out to be.
Fiction
The future was spread out for us to go in any direction we wanted.
Fiction
“You know what they say about
free health care. It costs money.”
free health care. It costs money.”
Fiction
I was only five when Dad told me I had died. “You drowned,” he said.
Story of the Week
Albert came to her rescue. “The Great Gatsby’s our religion,” he said.
iStories
Pressed against his body, mean with wanting, she’d surrendered.
Fiction
Rain falls steadily, rattling down drainpipes and gurgling into gutters.
Story of the Week
Ella knew she hadn’t hurt Sebastian, but she knew she’d betrayed him.
Story of the Week
“Wanna give it a go?” my brother asks, nudging me with his 12-gauge.
Story of the Week
The man said in a hard voice, “I wanna fuck you, little Indian girl.”
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I miss sex. I really liked it, and I was good at it, if I do say so myself.
Short Shorts
Mama would say beware of the little flaws that make one homely.
Story of the Week
Amy put her arm around his shoulders. My boy. Isn’t he wonderful?
Story of the Week
His eyes always astonish her. Iridescent blue, flecked with black.
Her husband was gone, two years later than she should’ve thrown him out.
iStories
The guy from the funeral home can’t get the gurney into the house.
Fiction
A small circle of friends and family babysat so she could go to school.
Story of the Week
She always came back with her lipstick smeared all over her mouth.
Fiction
We’re fat! So what? They hadn’t yet tired of this chant, the play’s refrain.
Story of the Week
The Others came in the light of day and splayed Father open.
Fiction
There was nothing sadder than the look of defeat in a man’s eyes.
Fiction
Design a way to kill those rats, and do it now, Fiori, do it now.
Fiction
When an adult falls, children are stunned and cry, “Mommy! Mommy!”
Fiction
She had yellow cat eyes that she insisted were also blond.
Story of the Week
I hightailed it out of the hospital like my ex-wife was a prison I’d escaped.
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Louise watched from the shadow. She was looking for somewhere to land.
