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The Wasp

Edgar lay paralyzed on the rainforest floor; the wasp’s poison worked quickly. He had separated from his group not half an hour before. University researchers, they entered the jungle searching for new species. Frustrated with the group’s slow pace, he … Continue reading

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Tina

Tina filled two glasses with Sangria. She handed one to her guest, then leaned back against the refrigerator as she gulped the other. “So I’m walking down the sidewalk last summer and this drunk staggers up, grabs my shoulder and … Continue reading

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The One About Kitty

Kitty woke up alone and washed down the day’s first Prozac with a supple ’59 Bordeaux. She carried the bottle with her out to the veranda, where she sat for hours and stared out into the garden. At about noon, … Continue reading

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Lester and the Coyote

The coyote – its fur matted, drool trickling from its mouth – crept forward out of the gully’s tall grass toward the unattended toddler in the sandbox. Lester leaned back in his new lawn chair, sipped his beer and watched the … Continue reading

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Interview

The railroad manager studied the boy who barged in asking for a job. He needed a brakeman, but the coupling and uncoupling of railroad cars was dangerous work, and the kid looked too young, too green, for the job. As … Continue reading

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It Always Comes Back to Mother (A Monologue)

Tommy hit the pause button on the remote and looked at his friend. “You wanna know why I can’t keep a girlfriend? Ask my mom.” He picked up his beer and took a drink. “Lemme tell you something. When I … Continue reading

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This is Not Li’s Story (flash fiction)

Cheng stared down at Li. Moments ago they were breaking ground, throwing their pickaxes into the hardened earth. Then his friend collapsed. He lay there, eyes open, flies walking across his face. Above, the desert sun sank lower towards the … Continue reading

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The Crawdad Story (A Little Bit of Gonzo)

We met up just after dark at Mudbugs, a backwoods crawfish joint in Leesville, Louisiana, itself a half-dead cluster of pawn shops and dollar stores that owes its existence to nearby Fort Polk. I pulled in early and hung outside, … Continue reading

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Halftime (flash fiction)

“Well, that was horrible,” said Maggie McClure, the quarterback’s mother, as she watched the crowd make its way to the snack bar. “They couldn’t even come close to scoring.” “I don’t know why you’d think they would. They haven’t scored … Continue reading

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We’ll Always Have Jersey (flash fiction)

The teenage boy who was stacking books stopped to watch the old man in the travel section. It was normal for customers to pull books from the shelves and read the jackets or check the cost, but not this man. … Continue reading

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