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Category Archives: Fiction
The fox didn’t turn and run until she was close enough to see the striations in the yellow haloes of its eyes. Even then its departure was unhurried, contemptuous even. It was strange behaviour in a wild animal, especially so … Continue reading
Sitting here, on this paint-peeling bench, with two squirmy kids eating sloppy cones, and three tethered dogs standing guard, waiting for my signal. I’m wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat, so I can be distracted without anyone knowing how I count … Continue reading
First days of summer, small plates to share; shimmering white wine glasses full of tonal ambiguity—it’s poetry. They know their limits, and get very close to admitting that this beet salad with its bright orange slices, goat cheese, and nasturtiums … Continue reading
On New Year’s Eve, you sit in the living room with a bag of greasy brown popcorn, watching the fireworks on television and trying not to think about your father. Outside your house, the city is folding and unfolding itself, … Continue reading
I went to sea on a boat which carried me there, although it had not been my intention to go to sea at the start. It was one of those tour boats, I thought. One of those boats that run … Continue reading
Pastor Mike was one of the first. His was pink and coiled tight, bouncing across the street, passing between two cars before heading into a storm drain. Donna Bromley lost recall in Starbucks; it was dark brown and loose and … Continue reading