Stories

Baby Boy

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BABY BOY HAS DROWNED. Padrino is the last to notice. He doesn’t unplug his ear buds until The Old Man is pumping Baby Boy’s chest and mouth-to-mouthing. The last of the…

Family Circus

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BROTHER DIDN’T DIE THE DAY DAY HE DECIDED TO RUN OFF AND JOIN THE CIRCUS HIS JUNIOR YEAR. He piled into a tiny car with all the other Clowns wearing…

Cloudy

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THE ROCKING WAKES BONNIE. Though not in bed, she is down and moving. One eye flutters open, sees clouds; the other, stuck. She floats over tall grass, men in reflective…

Sunflower

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MY DAD WAS A BIG BELIEVER IN THE THEORY THAT YOU COULDN’T TURN YOUR LIFE AROUND until you’d truly hit rock bottom, preferably wrenching your elbow and herniating discs four through…

My Left Tongue

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EVERYONE HAS TO BELIEVE ME, I JUST CAME IN HERE FOR THE FOOD. I’ve been peckish all day long, and I’ve been thinking about chicken with rice pilaf. Are those…

River

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AN A-FRAME WITH FRONT GABLES. Outside: a chipped Hudson Commodore. It’s Florida, 1969. The dawn of Disney. The alligators are newly relocated to Lake Jesup. The palms sag with heat,…

The Woman the Spiders Loved

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The following is a story from our upcoming release I’ll Tell You a Love Story by Couri Johnson, due out April 14th, and originally appeared in Penultimate Peanut. We hope you enjoy, and if you’d…

Marble and Mud

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HARRIET WHEELED HER BIKE OVER TO THE CEDAR SHED BESIDE THE CABIN and propped it against the shed’s gray shingled wall, spotted with holes bored by the bees who call…