The wind from the Pacific was stronger and cooler than the time of year suggested it might have been. Salt sea wind and hot sun burned pale skins, and caught ...
“New York” is Sabrina Mahfouz’s first ever piece of short fiction and is from a collection called So, Here I Am. Yeh so they shot him. You heard he’s dead. Yeh ...
Life seemed so much simpler to Gavrilovich Gikalov during his youth. The Soviet regime was liberating the third world against the tyrannical US and her oppressive allies, as the radio ...
When Sofia and her granddad passed through the archway and into the square, everything was still under one big shadow. Her hand felt hot inside her granddad’s and he was ...
After a short quiz and an eye exam, the chubby middle-aged man in dark green coveralls inspected Hazel’s fuse box. His experienced fingers prodded gently at the nape of her ...
Hotel Koruna Opatovicka Prague 29th July 2009 Dear Damek, I am in Prague! Surprised? I am. I’m here for the weekend, till Sunday, arriving this morning. Yesterday I had no idea ...
I was there when he took his last breath, and God forgive me, I captured it within the soul glass … Monsieur Etienne had been ill for days. His ragged ...
Sunday morning I open the front door and there she is, my one true love. She really is very, very lovely and what’s more, she’s pretty much everything I expected. ...
The man can hear the keening, coughing noises from the bottom of the dusty track. The track leads to a small stone cottage nestled between a group of scrubby trees ...
Last summer I went to the divorce party of someone I barely knew or liked at school. Toward the end of the evening the mother of the girl in question ...
Hello, I’m eighteen years old and I feel damp. I live in the green house on Love of God Street. I’m the bathtub mildew. I used to be attacked with ...
Man Said Helen Silverstein Man said, girl done got herself knocked up. Woman said, Ima help her mama kill the man done this. Man said, could see this one comin’ ...
Litro is pleased to present this first story from Maya Iriondo: meditation on the shifting history and culture of her Basque heritage, where the concept of your roots become figurative ...
