Browsing Category Fiction

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    The Way Things Are

    … And, in the spring— as soon as possible, when the ground was just warming, the snow melting down all the sewers and into the ponds and the ...

    On August 4, 2020 / By
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    The Robot in the Closet

    The night of the first expulsion, I asked the robot in my closet what to do. Usually when I asked him a question about the meaning of life, ...

    On July 30, 2020 / By
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    Lamplight on the River

    I unfolded the fading black and red dhurrie on the floor and placed my sitar on it. My grandmother shuffled to the sofa, sat and picked up one ...

    On July 23, 2020 / By
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    Nathaniel

    It was the year you turned fourteen and we found out Molly was allergic to olives. The year the snowmobile slid down the bank on its own accord, ...

    On July 18, 2020 / By
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    Moose

    It’s Emilie who spots it first, a baby turtle, motionless at the end of the cul-de-sac. She almost misses it entirely, dusted as it is with the dry ...

    On July 11, 2020 / By
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    His Grandma Blues

    His grandma is angry. His grandma is angry because he’s hungry. She bluntly expresses her wish to cut him into two in a single stroke of a khurpa. ...

    On July 2, 2020 / By
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    The Joy of Agony

    I am paid every month to be a 72-year-old woman. Though the payment is only on paper, so is her mode of expression. She is, in British parlance, ...

    On June 27, 2020 / By
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    The Paint

    Sitting on a basketball at half-court, Jim is telling the boys the fundamentals of the game. Mason and Jimmy listen intently. Well, as intently as can be expected ...

    On June 21, 2020 / By
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    Sugar on Snow

    Everyone was home for the wake, even those who were tired from sitting with Papa Ned and waiting. He had made them wait so long. The floors in ...

    On June 13, 2020 / By
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    Longing

    Ernie and Sue said nothing as they drove the dark, curving road to the hospital. Sue stared out the window trying to ignore the baby’s cries, but finally ...

    On May 30, 2020 / By
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    Does the Name Blackie Donovan Mean Anything To You?

    There’s this little guy on my porch I’ve never seen before. He’s a caricature of an Irish thug and he’s looking for Mikayla, my daughter, who he accuses ...

    On April 30, 2020 / By
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    Q&A with author Marco Rafalà and an excerpt of How Fires End

    Heartbreaking and haunting, How Fires End is a powerful novel that explores devastating family secrets - who keeps them and why, how and when they will someday be ...

    On April 28, 2020 / By