You and You and the White Sofa

You and You and the White Sofa

While the view was magnificent, no one had enjoyed looking out the window of apartment 2G of 110 East End Avenue in several years. While…

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Luis

Luis

We experienced our first hurricane in that house on Frangipani Street, and luckily, you were too little to remember any of it. Hurricane Luis was…

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Fugue

Fugue

Thinned blood gushed from the wound. His stomach a mash-tun, his head spun madly. God fucking…shit Ruined! That was the only thing from Berlin A…

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Vagaries of Solitude

Vagaries of Solitude

The thoughts of suicide cross my mind too often these days. In fact they began surfacing soon after your death, but I managed to thwart…

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The Death Of One Thousand Cuts

The Death Of One Thousand Cuts

There is a red pen in her hand. The lights are still on as Elizabeth opens her eyes. Enough light to read under. Her face…

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Betrayal

Betrayal

Professor George Wallace complained to everyone about teaching in the big lecture room in Gilman Hall. He wore a red cashmere scarf to class in…

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Gang Fight at The Quinceañera

Gang Fight at The Quinceañera

I don’t like photos because they literally turn people into posers. When someone wants to take a picture, everyone stops what they are doing and…

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In Bloom

In Bloom

The azaleas died every winter, and every spring Asha would extract the brittle bushes and plant a new set in the same bed. Her husband,…

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The Bookseller

The Bookseller

I suppose that it seems rather extraordinary that I have spent my entire life surrounded by stories but have never before been tempted to pen…

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A Long Haul

A Long Haul

They pulled Leona away from Ted’s open casket and accused her in loud angry whispers of laughing during her husband’s viewing. Leona’s cardigan was bunched…

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Through the Motions

Through the Motions

Sometimes, while grabbing coffee or during her lunch break, Kate would twist her wedding ring off and sit at a table by the door, watching…

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Caesar and His People

Caesar and His People

The phone rings like it always does and Kate answers it like she always does. She turns her freckled face in my direction and glances…

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Screaming for Colin Blake

Screaming for Colin Blake

First was the light. It grew from beneath the eave of the porch as the fluorescents flashed to life. She waved the moths away as…

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Movie Money

Movie Money

Aunt Gertrude had had no education—had been, due to the poverty and ignorance of her family, virtually a waif—but possessed noticeable innate intelligence. She kept…

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Waiting by the Door

Waiting by the Door

When Roma first walked to the door, its face looked grim and unyielding. Despite the peeling green paint, it stood guard over the old house…

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