All gone. All quiet. A far distant grus grus then silence. He chews on, chews over his sense of estrangement, his speech now unconfident, self-conscious, swollen crumb to his tongue, ...
I stubbed out my cigarette and wrapped my arms around my legs, chin resting on my knees. Lefty draped his arm across my shoulders and said, “You think it’ll always ...
And, he shared all those stories, which I +++my heart and promised not to tell, unless 1) scientists cloned a goat, 2) Man landed on the Moon, 3) two guys ...
This is the moment when I turn my head, and spy six pale, anxious looking women gathered around me. I frown at the first one who frowns back. Look again ...
I was sixteen and she was twenty, and she had dropped out of school six months before graduation. “It was time for me to go,” she would tell me. “I ...
Night had come, and she raised a glass to that dark island night and she felt her heart calm and her blood unfurl. Continue Reading Unfurl
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Art always wakes up before dawn on festival day. Has done for seventeen years and this year is no different. Continue Reading Outside the Wind Window
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November 5th, 2020, eleven weeks before the end of his term, of a bullet wound to the head fired as he addressed a crowd of supporters. Continue Reading ...
I am a rare bird. Almost extinct. There is no one to follow me and inherit my beliefs and practice. Continue Reading The Last Dervish
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An account of three lives spurred on by expression, creation and envy. Continue Reading Duets
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Her name is Loretta, and she lives at the end of the road in the house by the pond, on Rambling Lane. Continue Reading Mr. Cosby Made ...
You’ll drive around the roads of your hometown with their quaint names like River and Church, long black streets with a yellow middle pulling you in and spitting you out ...
In the dark of night she could hear the distant murmurings of a world beyond, a world that was neither here nor there. Continue Reading Catholic
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You watched him and you would remember him even now, almost like a bad dream. Continue Reading You Will Remember the Slugs
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Anyhow, the real reason I brought Wallace up was she dropped out of school, fell off the face of the earth. Continue Reading Wallace Went Home
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Watching the bright white van coming into the close like a shout, pulling up with its shouty logo, she feels invaded. Continue Reading Bitter, Horned
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We first summoned you at your wake and you have haunted us ever since. — From the Archives Continue Reading Peter’s Ghost
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I press my thumb down to try to get one of my men on the screen to tackle one of Danny’s men, but my thumb slips off the controller. ...
She seemed more than offended. “After all this time, would I care?” she said Continue Reading The Memsahib of Mazagaon
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Well, well, tell me what hides in those deep waters? I walk around it, tracing the sides with my frozen hand. Continue Reading Adrian
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