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Category Archives: Fiction
My Dad hadn’t told me he was bringing his new girlfriend to the circus with us. I was twelve then. I stepped up into the cab of his truck and found a youngish woman sitting there, holding her knees in … Continue reading
Anything past temporary was pure fiction, she knew, but it was a fiction she clung to, if not by necessity, by choice. Wyatt had been quite clear up front. She had to give him credit for that much, at least. … Continue reading
Your heart starts flat like sheetrock and then the rain comes and chips it up and pocks it up with little divots but the rain also washes away the silt that would kill you if it never got tended to … Continue reading
It’s hard to get any meaningful sleep anymore. Even if I keep my thoughts at bay long enough to drift off, the mousetraps wake me up. The clacks ring like gunshots. Pop my eyes open, make my heart rattle against … Continue reading
I kept cockroaches when I was little—thirteen or so—in a terrarium with a twig propped up on a river rock like a teeter-totter and a layer of woodchips on the bottom. My father hated them, told me they’d breed in … Continue reading
All summer Phyllis has been waiting for her son to call and invite her out on his boat. It isn’t a big boat or anything, but it’s big enough for her, her son and her grandson—that is, if her son … Continue reading