Category: Short Story
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Hula Girl By Stuart Christianson
The little hula girl danced on the dashboard as the pickup truck bounced down the dirt track. The girls gleaming white smile and green grass dress appealed to John’s sense of whimsy. As the pickup hit a rut, the adhesive loosened and the girl went tumbling down between his legs.…
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Last Good Day By Mary Maeve McGeorge
A chipper young boy with a comfortingly high number dribbled a soccer ball through the aisles, weaving in between all of the tens of thousands and thousands and hundreds. His mother was one of the luckier shoppers, sporting an enviable number of 15,342 for someone of her age. A permanent…
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The Brothers Passage By Jonathan Fischer
Sasha finished teaching Economics at the University around 4:30 PM. This gave him fifteen minutes to get home and strain the spaghetti for his brother, Sal, who around this time of day was usually asleep or lazily watching reruns of Jeopardy. At the University, there had recently been talks of…
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Bus Route in Three Parts By Rey Armenteros
1. While in their little country, I had my peaceful sojourn in the home of the Prophet. We were up in the mountains, and the main building on the estate was being used as a spiritual retreat. The meeting hall was spacious and covered with cushions and pillows, with windows…
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Death After Dying By Claudine Griggs
I hate working the night shift at the morgue because corpses won’t leave me alone. The human brain can still “think” for five to seven days after death, given a temperature range of 35-48 degrees Fahrenheit and assuming there has been no significant head trauma. Post-mortem brain waves were discovered 12…
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RNA By Gary Beck
As I rounded first base I felt a tear in my hamstring that shot up my leg with a stab of hot pain. It forced me to slow down, but I had to keep running because I was on the edge of the bubble and was afraid of getting cut…
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The Cathedral Project By Jacob Austin
The town decided it would benefit from a bit of public space, so we began construction on what could best be described as a cathedral. The proper permits were acquired, the space donated by a local philanthropist, and work was quickly underway. First, the existing structures in the area had…
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Thought Recording Machine
“Let me set the record straight. It’s against our principles to record someone’s thoughts while they are unconscious,” Dr. Miracle said, trying to explain institutional policies to her surprisingly quick-witted customer-to-be, Mrs. Clementine, who just couldn’t quit the idea of knowing the mind of her daughter. Mrs. Clementine’s response turned out…
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Unposted Drafts from My Ex’s Profile by M.C.G.
Mom caught us fucking the night of my 21st. Well, right after he came. Like she was waiting on cue. Not the same vibe from when he gave me a Christmas I-love-you and a red beanie. We’d only been dating for three months and it took me until February to…