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Randall stood before his bathroom mirror – gazing at the enormous, glistening dome that was his head. Creams, lotions, infused oils, battery-powered skull caps; he had deployed them all in his ... [+]

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A woman who claimed to be a chimera called the library most Tuesdays, on the old line they never got around to disconnecting after the renovations. The call went straight to a yellowed phone hung on... [+]

Winner - Jury Selection
Short Fiction Contest 2019 - Short Story
15   1048 readings 5 min
January 26, 1906

Forty-seven days have passed and the bananas in my kitchen are still green. They remain untouched and unmoved since I brought them home from market. To my eye they appear ... [+]

252   1497 readings 5 min
There was an old painting in my grandparents’ attic. Neither beautiful nor ugly, it simply depicted an empty room with no figures, an old living room with an armchair, library, and fireplace. ... [+]

19   225 readings 5 min
Pa had always had a lot of respect for Sam’s grandmother.
That must have been at least partly to do with what people in the village used to say about her.
Pa used to say that civilization took... [+]