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Fiction

Saving Mrs. Feingold

“As I picked up the cold cream jar and turned it over, I noticed something unusual. There it was, plain as day.”

The Leaving

“Her battered suitcase bumped behind her down the cracked concrete stairs, over dung-brown leaves plastered to the pavement.”

The Calling

“Her eyes catch a medic alert necklace. On his right, she sees a rotary telephone, the handset firmly hooked…”

The Fourth Face of Eve

“My mother lifted me up to kiss my grandfather in his casket. I had never kissed my grandfather while he was alive…”

Steerage (War Bride)

“My daughter’s line will be struck out, as that on so many others’ cards have been. Hasty burials at sea.”

Deac Etherington

The Last of Something

“He kept digging. The sound of the shovel reverberating off the rocks as if inside a sepulcher.”

The Mislaid Words of Gladys Prose

One evening, slumped over his supper of boiled carrots and potatoes, Walter told her that there had been a meeting.

rainy street

After the Storm

The hurricane hit like an old boxer—sapped of its former power, but still dangerous.

JC Scott

Sacrifice

I’ve been receiving gender-affirming therapies and waiting for the right time to come out to my son…