Category Archives: Fiction

Safety First in My Toyota Corolla

There have to be at least ten other white Corollas lined up in the mall parking lot. Doesn’t matter. Something in my body responds to the curve of its fins, even though fins on cars are about watching Saturday Night … Continue reading

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The Bees Came Here To Die

The bees came here to die. At first, there was only one. One of its wings was torn, catching the light, it made a dozen triangles on the wall. Their bright yellow bodies were piling up. It seems the hive … Continue reading

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Totem Poles

November Forty minutes on the timer until the casserole is done doesn’t seem long enough to take a bath, but then, she hasn’t had a bath in so long, any length of time would do. She sets the faucets running, … Continue reading

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Not Writing

She is perched, hunched rather, a woman who could be described as birdlike if she weren’t so still. Pregnant with stillness as she is, people move around her, walk past her like she is made of stone, object before being, … Continue reading

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Homeless Gary Busey

Ian Davis was an orderly man. His closets; length and style-organized on color-coded hangers with pleasing symmetry. His refrigerator; logically structured by height and food type, anything with pending expiration dates moved weekly to the front. He scrubbed his kitchen … Continue reading

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LIFE OF PINKY: Pinky and the Minuet in G

I’m seated on a piano bench at the back of the music studio, watching the kindergartner at his lesson with his new violin teacher, Mrs Chan. The children are young, and the parents’ participation as active observers helps in guiding … Continue reading

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LIFE OF PINKY: Pinky Goes Swimming

“Pinky, do you want to go to the pool?” our kindergartner yells from his playroom. “Let’s pretend to be Joseph Schooling!” It was the day after the Singapore swimming champion had stunned the world by beating Michael Phelps in the … Continue reading

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