Stories & Fiction
Creative fiction, flash fiction, and personal narrative from writers finding their voice.
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The End of the Line
I ride the train to and from work every day. I’m what they call a regular rider. There are several of us. There’s …
Entropy
When Rob hit the deer, the first thing that went through his mind was relief that he wasn’t driving the new Mercedes th…
The Lesson
When the sun sank low, behind the nebulous forest, a coolness swallowed the air. Remi pulled his new, blue bicycle fro…
The kitchen time machine
As an immigrant in a multicultural family in the United States, I love many types of dishes: tamales wrapped in banana …
Gazole
I love to drive. Any country, any side of the road. But three days into our tour of World War I bat…
First Fireflies of Summer
FIRST FIREFLIES OF SUMMER Summer evokes the giddiness of a child in me, even as a grown adult. There is much to lo…
When I Was Nine
When I Was Nine“Are you watching?” I bounced up and down weightlessly in the cold water.“Watch me!” I shouted again for…
Sympathetic Magic
A few days after her funeral, I was cleaning out my mother’s desk. The usual detritus was there: business cards, stamps…
The Book That Found Me Twice
About a year ago, I was at one of my favorite bookstores. I was just wandering, you know how it goes. Running around pi…
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Comings, Goings
On any trail, there is a there is always someone ahead or behind. I thought about this as my wife and I hiked in Point…
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Dead Man Walking
I’m on a streetcar headed toward the French Quarter, seated on the narrow front bench where everyone feels slightly mor…
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A Passing Reflection
She came to me not long past the tick of midnight, some time ago (years, years, and years). I sat on the pier and stare…