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“Smartphone Arguments”

In a Chinese restaurant, a mother and father tapped away on their smartphones, ignoring the three children in between them. If someone was writing a story about us, Anna thought, then dismissed the possibility. No one in the restaurant was even looking at her...

Babaylan in playland by the sea

“Rosebud… A girl’s name? You wouldn’t think that a man in his dying breath would mention someone’s name out of the blue after fifty years, would you?” “Well…you’re pretty young, Mr. Thompson. A fellow would remember a lot of things you wouldn’t think he’d...

Northeastern novocaine

The lake should have been calm, but when you catch yourself at the brink of meeting Death, when everything that you are begins to crumble down to instablity, nothing else can remain perfectly still. Gunshots and voices of their pursuers resonated along the...

Asymptotes

I instantly felt the void when I laid my eyes on her. I know for myself that I knew her like the back of my hand, but today was different. She seemed like a stranger, an alien from another planet, or some other...

Matches

Madge used to make wishes on raindrops. Lev always said that you could see more raindrops on windows than stars in the night sky and while airplanes and city lights may try to trick you, raindrops were never anything except exactly what they...

Chrysalis

Her: butterflies glimpses The butterflies came after the fortieth day. One after another, chasing in the wafts of air like hummingbirds, encircling me with play of dainty wings. At first, it seemed normal: end of summer- winds flavoring up from sweltering to chilly to...

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Giving Lives

Josefina found the kitten under one of the rose bushes one Sunday morning, cowering from the black Labrador that belonged to their next door...

Senior Momentous

What was I, a retired university professor with a doctorate degree in education from a so-called prestigious university, doing with a much sought-after missing...

The visitation

The first to visit her is the little boy with the butcher knife in his heart. There’s dried blood on the handle, and he...

That male thing

“Come in,” he said in response to the five steady raps on his door. There was a soft squeak as the door opened to...