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byNamed a Finalist for the 2022 Summer Short Fiction Prize THE COFFEE MAKER. The microwave. The notification that yet another person, someone you haven’t spoken to in over two years,…
Named a Finalist for the 2022 Summer Short Fiction Prize THE COFFEE MAKER. The microwave. The notification that yet another person, someone you haven’t spoken to in over two years,…
Named a Finalist for the 2022 Summer Short Fiction Prize I FIRST MET JJ AFTER HE BECAME, OF ALL THINGS, A NOTABLE FIGURE. He’d taken a job at the gas-station…
A stranger in her own home, in her own marriage, the Mother must confront the cause of this estrangement, her husband, to protect her only true family, her son. In…
HERE HE IS. ANOTHER WEDDING. It’s a nice day for one too. The grass is green. A cool breeze blows. The sun is shining on the church’s stained-glass windows. The…
TROUBLE FINDS ME. Always has. I don’t go looking for it. It just finds me. So, it was no shock when my daughter told me she saw two men in…
FIRST, HIS FACE. Attractive as it is, I add some rosy tones and remove the shadows from under his eyes. The blood-filled, emotive, sympathetic face is in right now. Last…
CAN’T WE JUST STAY IN BED? Are you going to fold the laundry for me? Are my work shirts back from the cleaners? How late will you be home after…
THEY WERE HALFWAY HOME ON THEIR SECOND TRIP FROM THE AIRPORT when Mr. Williams made his objection clear: he would not have a child at the age of forty-seven. His…
NEXT YEAR THEY WILL ROLL OUT THE MEGA NOURISH PILL™, WHICH MEANS YOU’LL NEVER HAVE TO EAT FOOD AGAIN. You’ll go to your doctor for a Mega Nourish Pill™ prescription….
IT WAS APRIL WHEN THE FIRST OF THE WOLVES ARRIVED ON SEVENTH STREET and his wife confessed she did not love him anymore. It was April and there were daffodils…