Category Archives: Fiction

Florence of Bristol Beth

There is a Bristol Beth in every state, excluding the Dakotas, South Carolina, Hawaii, and Virginia. Florence had been to eight of them by the time she arrived at Bristol Beth, Tennessee. Her birthplace was Bristol Beth, Indiana. She lived … Continue reading

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Falling in Love with Better People

Mornings: This is us falling in love with better people. My eyes are closed. The wind cools my skin as the porch swing rocks back and forth. You’re on a rocker chair a few feet away, moving forward and backward, … Continue reading

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Education Fair

Welcome to the Excogitations Education Fair! I’ll be your guidance counsellor for today. You filled up the survey when you came in, yah? No, no, not important, just a little get-to-know-you questionnaire so we can better tailor your experience here. … Continue reading

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Love in Minnesota

Kevin Love hated the cold weather. Snow was the worst. The bitter Minnesota wintry air aggravated his still-young joints. He wanted to be back out on the west coast. He’d chosen to go to UCLA because of the weather, the … Continue reading

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The Enclosure

After you die you learn that your universe is small. Not the universe. Just yours. And those memories don’t disappear. You know needs like hunger, thirst, and lust. However, in this moment you recall other moments. It happens in an … Continue reading

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Gonna Meet You on the Rooftop

Mark I When I met Bern she had her hands jammed deep into the pockets of her overalls. They were a size too big, and she had her head down, her brunette bangs and thick eyeglasses hiding her eyes, nervously … Continue reading

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A Sweet, Sweet Cherry Mash

1. Bill Calisher was driving north on US 65 through the Arkansas Delta, barely an hour from his home in Little Rock, when he passed a little black and white sign announcing Dancing Rabbit Creek. He’d driven this route many … Continue reading

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