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A man observes the guests at an afternoon party.
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Black Moons
“It’s so nice to feel good,” she said, and touched herself while she sucked his cock. Strewn over the table were the implements of their game, which had been her ...
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Litro #165: Breaking Borders | Borders
London is a city spread over tunnels that are always the same and trains that always go to the same places.
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Litro #165: Breaking Borders | The Last
I never knew him. What’s left to me of him are the scenes I’m able to imagine, starting with the five boxes from the archive his widow left to me.
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Litro #165: Breaking Borders | Border Triptych
The sun shakes me a little, quite agreeably. It’s then that I feel an indescribable urge to head to the seafront, to breathe in the Pacific, that smell of early ...
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Litro #165: Breaking Borders | Sleeping Beauties
Despair is a form of certainty, certainty that the future will be a lot like the present or will decline from it; despair is a confident memory of the future.
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Lotus Unfolding
In its sensuous immediacy, the world, its fields, hills, mountains, streams, seas and many skies, heat and cold, wet and dry, its secret past unfolds. This world, this mind holds ...
Hay Fever
Where I live, each season is as pronounced as a taste – spring most conspicuous of all.
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The Habit
Sometimes while she was at rehearsal he’d take walks along Queen as far as the textile district, returning home through the night-hum of the park.
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The Light Was Fine
At my mother’s funeral, after the fire, my father knelt to kiss her, making the sign of the cross, fumbling with the gesture, though he’d never been religious before.
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Here Where I Was
The green turns grey again. I find a bus stop bench and take out my notes. Oh leave me alone, he howls down the road, just leave me alone. It’s ...
Dark Matters
Beth’s dreams of late have taken on a dark, apocalyptic urgency. She finds herself in a place she describes as the isle of the dead, where she converses with demons,
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The Rub
The doorbell rings twice. Should I bother? Unwinding myself from these blankets, I slip off the window ledge where I’ve been watching a squirrel eat a white camellia.
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There is no girl
After the rain eases in the humid dawn, Ezrin lies on his bed and listens to the jungle wake to the hill-myna’s song.
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Your New Reptile
That evening I saw her drinking something clear in the hotel bar. She was looking out at the big view of the sea beneath us, expanse and foam all rolling, ...
Ice on the Lake
The old woman stood leaning on a cane by the lakeshore. It was autumn…
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They’re Just … Here
“Up to a billion birds die in collisions with glass each year in the United States.”
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Taiki-chū no chinmoku (The Silence of Waiting)
Masuyo was married for fifty-eight years to the same man. She’d hated him for fifty-seven years.
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Fiction, Litro #163: Alternative Facts
The Storyteller
A world where we are not truly free to make our own stories, but must tell the stories we were taught to tell…
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Fiction, Litro #163: Alternative Facts
The Operation
She wants to fold back upon herself too, like petals…
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