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Crookedness

Yvette Saenz

One of the first things my mom did after we found out that I'd gotten in was search online for a winter coat for me. She saved money and bought me a beautiful Cabela's coat. It was full-length with a ...  [+]

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Watchdog

J. Millard Simpson

Tonight, like most nights, James Shelby woke in the small hours and listened to the silence.

He pulled on his robe, went to the kitchen, and made tea.

Moving quietly so as to not disturb the ...  [+]

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Finding Hope

Corrie Haldane

My wife went to bed fifteen days ago, and she's been there ever since.   We came home from the hospital dazed and empty-handed. Eleanor climbed the stairs, rushed past the freshly painted second ...  [+]

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Moonmouse

S.L. Harris

We brought them with us accidentally, or maybe they were secret smuggled pets for someone who worried they might get lonely. They'd've been right to worry: it's really lonely on the moon.   Howeve ...  [+]

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Hope

Suandri Esterhuizen

Hope is the killer that perches in the soul and slowly hacks away at the heart and never stops at all.   I met her while working for the university newspaper. She was an aspiring journalist, and I was ...  [+]

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Old Age Blues

Joe Giordano

It was Yolkov who bought Hanna's ticket on the overnight flight from Warsaw to JFK. Hair streaked with gray, she wore the blue dress purchased on sale for eighteen dollars.   "Better to fly later and ...  [+]

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Therapy

Brittany Story

"It happened again," Myriam said, as she entered the room. "I screwed up. I'm sorry."       She collapsed on the couch, head in her hands. "I just wanted a sip. I thought I had a handle on this ...  [+]

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Through Grief

Brandon Case

Joseph it can't be   "Will you sacrifice?"

This isn't real. I'd never let it happen.

I sit cross-legged in a meadow of four colors and all around me blue. Grass grows from my thighs and ...  [+]

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Be Mine

Carmela M-U

They sat together in comfortable silence, having been in each other's company for over ten years.   One of their favourite places was on the swing chair, overlooking the backyard, gently moving ...  [+]

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The Second Person

Andrew Jones

The old woman opened her eyes, blinked a few times, and sat up in bed. She turned this way and that, peering at the objects in the small room: a low, narrow bed with fairytale figures carved in the ...  [+]

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