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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 ...
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Moth by Rosalind Kent
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 ... -
Valerie Geary – The End of Love
“Is this seat taken?” a woman made of sawdust and straw asked a man made of fire and brimstone. He said, “No,” and they sat ... -
Inorganic Chemistry by Anthony Malone
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 ... -
Dirty Intentions by Nina Melero
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 ... -
Maya Iriondo – The Oak of Gernika
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 ...