The Tao of Wade, Sept. 19, 2005
Fussy, a few things: 1. I want acknowledgment that I was the one who named you Fussy (full name, “Little Miss Fussybritches”) way back when… Read More »The Tao of Wade, Sept. 19, 2005
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Abducted
Every time they buzzed our house back then, me, I’d go for the barn, to keep the horses from kicking their stall doors out. But the wife, she’d run out after them, see?
10 Questions with Rachel Pastan
Rachel Pastan grew up in suburban Maryland and attended Harvard College and the University of Iowa Writers’ Workshop. She has published short stories in magazines… Read More »10 Questions with Rachel Pastan
Landfill
flash fiction by Stephen Ausherman Delores lived in a split-level ranch home set upon a landfill. She stored peach preserves in her storm cellar,… Read More »Landfill
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The Continuity of Light by Brent Foster Jones Richard and I moved into the house on Sunday: a white, two-story in Marina Del Ray that… Read More »12
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Tie Goes to the Runner by Debbie McCann Tie goes to the runner, in baseball, anyway. Remember? All those hot summer nights on our old… Read More »9
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In the Kitchen by Ilana Stanger-Ross I entered the kitchen and found my father standing over the garbage can, grimacing, eating cheese. “Your mother buys… Read More »6
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The Innocent by Annee-e. Wood When they said ovens, she imagined the soldiers wearing enormous bakers’ hats as they filed people through. She imagined the… Read More »4
Social Contract–by Stephen Elliott
originally published in Issue 11 of Fiction Attic: The Journal of Elegant Wit “You have the right to bare arms,” she says, slipping the ropes… Read More »Social Contract–by Stephen Elliott
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Giacomo’s Seasons by Mario Rigoni-Stern translated by Elizabeth Harris-Behling One evening at the end of May, Irene told Giacomo she wanted to go to the… Read More »14