Colin Fleming
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Gilbert
My first thought, naturally, was what to do with my urine. For such is life in a pit, brother of mine.
You didn’t exactly have to face such logistical issues yourself, I gather. …
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Archive for the ‘Fiction’ CategoryOctober 31st, 2011
Richard Peabody
I hadn’t played golf since high school and knew I’d be way out of my league in a threesome with budding law partner Matt and Dr. Dave. They both owned custom-fitted clubs. Still, Night Golf sounded more appealing … October 31st, 2011 Gabriel Valjan
It began with a burning soreness and difficulty swallowing on one side of the throat. It was as odd as seeing it rain on one side of the street. His doctor didn’t know what it was and … August 30th, 2011 
by Meg Pokrass The darkness was in early now, and she said she looked like a Holstein with her black and white jacket. Men walked by and smiled at me, not her. … August 30th, 2011
Marjorie Maddox - - Before the paramedics arrive, the father tucks in his four-year-old daughter and surrounds her with twenty-two stuffed animals and assorted photographs. In five, she is sitting in his lap. In eight, she is at an amusement park. In … August 30th, 2011 
Mickey Hess - - Instead of buying nothing, he bought something. Tents in the Wal-Mart parking lot, protesters demonstrating for one day of no purchases. He declined to participate in the non-action. Jean-Paul Sartre has been dragged to a Buy … August 30th, 2011
Nathaniel Tower _ _ Darrel Donaldson rolled through the white-tiled hallway in the wheelchair the nurse had given him the day before. The right back wheel was a little shaky and made a squeaking noise when he rolled too quickly or too … August 30th, 2011
Lisa Marie Basile - _ Everyone kept talking about that damn elevator. What’s so great about that elevator? One day, I started listening to what people were saying about it: I heard it has a great tall ceiling … August 30th, 2011
Suzanne Marie Hopcroft - - Dear Sylvia, It’s really rotten stuff, what you’re trying to do. I don’t know where you get off singing Janie this sob story about the dirty war you think I’m fighting against you, … August 30th, 2011
Melissa Ross _ _ In our carnivorous garden in the country, a slew of beehives bobbed and glowed sensually in the dark, buzzing like tiny floating homes. The hives haunted the Alabama air, dripped honey onto grass. I tried everything … |
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