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Editor's Pick, Fiction, Story Sunday, StorySunday
Mother Goes to Italy
She ran from this loneliness all the way to Italy, hoping it wouldn’t find her there.
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RCKT MAN
In 15 minutes a dead man would walk through the door and have a seat at the booth.
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The Revenge Consultant
It’s my job to try to figure out what would feel like justice to her and the victim’s loved ones.
Editor's Pick, Fiction, Story Sunday, StorySunday
Real Time
Sometimes what I thought was the end was only a pause.
Editor's Pick, Fiction, Story Sunday, StorySunday
Hey, Bob, Aren’t Ya Talkin’?
He turns into the hallway, walks its length, then grabs the gold knob on the storage room door. Locked. He walks back to the men’s restroom. Also locked. He knocks.
Editor's Pick, Fiction, Story Sunday, StorySunday
Wartime Generations
The day was beautiful. Perhaps it was a good day to die for the right reasons.
Editor's Pick, Fiction, Story Sunday
Vice & Hurricanes
I knocked at every registered address on the island that ever voted Democrat. And with it, experienced the culture of Galveston like accidentally swallowing the Atlantic ocean instead of a ...
A FATHER’S SON
A son re-imagines his fate after his father’s funeral.
Editor's Pick, Fiction, StorySunday
HUNGER
A story of the saapin.
Editor's Pick, Fiction, FridayFlash
Meditations of a Mermaid
This used to be a safe place
Hammer Toes
A baseball scout admires a minor league player for reasons unrelated to his playing.
BREATHLESS MOON
A man processes unconscious trauma in a unique and unusual way
Editor's Pick, Fiction, StorySunday
DRIVING IN THE DARK
A man’s shame is doubled when he hides what he witnessed.
Editor's Pick, Fiction, StorySunday
ORI
A reflection on identity and time in the context of immigration
Editor's Pick, Fiction, StorySunday
IF YOU WEREN’T A PERSON
Jealousy and promise within a group of teenage friends
THE LONELINESS ISSUE
Strangers in Las Vegas connect strangely.
Trinkets
“You must never ask Dada Abbu about the trains, meri jaan,” she would warn. “He doesn’t like to talk about them.”
Necropolis
It’s not like Ba to let something so benign rile him.
Manhattan Schist
“Reid was the most observant, sensitive child, compassionate to a fault – and we need people in this world devoted entirely to beauty.”
Lemon Drop
‘Everyone deserves the truth, Nouk.’