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Swimming Home

Kenneth N. Margolin

Twenty years ago, I took my daughter, Sara, to the ocean for her fourth birthday. She just learned to dog paddle, and proudly walked up to anyone in sight, saying, "I can swim." The sea was calm, so... [+]

Short Fiction

Mirror, Mirror

AJ Rocca

There once was a glassblower who lived by the sea. In the daring years of his youth, the glassblower would pull all kinds of strange and wonderful shapes from out of colored glass. He blew neon spires... [+]

Short Fiction

Them

Nathan Alling Long

They called her the girl with the big ears, though they didn't call her that to her face. That is, not to her ears. Not exactly. Not intentionally. They were sitting in the cafeteria—one line of... [+]

Short Fiction

Crossing the Line

Liz Ulin

They sat alone in the back of the sweltering Chevy, their plump pink thighs stuck to the seat. Suzie glared at her brother's hand crossing the sacred middle line, slithering forward like a snake... [+]

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Points

Lucia Cascioli

"You don't have enough points, sir.""Yes, that's true, but I'll pay the difference," the old man said to the operator."That's not how the credit card plan works anymore," she explained. "The rules... [+]

Short Fiction

The Maestro

P. L. Watts

If he's being honest, he wishes he was at home with a Bourbon and a good book. He's never been one for pageantry. But the party is to honor him. The other retiring faculty members too, of course. But... [+]