Strike by Andy Bailey
Strike By Andy Bailey “We’ll give you twenty-four hours to think about it,” Mom said as she handed me the sheet of demands. Her skin was dark, having absorbed three weeks worth of thick July sunlight,...
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Snapped By Bob Shar “Tell us a story, Uncle Dingus,” seven-year-old Reginald suggested. “Make it scary.” “Nooooo,” whined four-year-old Wilford. “You’ll give us a nightmare.” “Wuss,” scoffed the girl,...
View ArticleA Goal For Goals by Joseph Auslander Jr
A Goal for Goals By Joseph Auslander Jr. I find it’s nice to have goals. I have tons. I collect them. I used to have a rookie goal to be an Imagineer for Disney, but I traded that in 1999 for an...
View ArticleWaiting to Be Thin by Seenat Thongdee
Waiting to Be Thin By Seenat Thongdee In my closet, there are three stacks of jeans. One stack for the “fit now” jeans. One for the “will fit if I lose ten pounds” jeans. And the last category—which,...
View ArticleFlat Pack by Patrick Whittaker
Flat Pack by Patrick Whittaker On the morning of April 30th, Mr. Dwight T. Cooper of 19 Acacia Avenue unexpectedly received a large package. Why he signed for it without asking what it was or where it...
View ArticleBaby Bird by Suzanne Conboy-Hill
Baby Bird by Suzanne Conboy-Hill I keep thinking we should have left it to die, you know, rather than do what we did. Seal it back up, let it go wherever it was going, let someone else find it, not...
View ArticleHassenlopf’s Stroke by Gary Cuba
Hassenlopf’s Stroke By Gary Cuba In the early afternoon of his first day of work at Reliant Data Services Corporation, Henry Hassenlopf suffers a massive cerebral stroke. It happens as he sits in his...
View ArticleA Lift Back to Luscious by Susannah Carlson
A Lift Back to Luscious by Susannah Carlson “Le chien est retourné à son propre vomissement, et la truie lavée au bourbier.” (Henry V, Act V, Sc. 3) “I want pizza,” my stepson says from the backseat....
View ArticleToo Smart by Michael Haynes
Too Smart Michael Haynes I hit the send button, but instead of a little animation showing my text message being sent, my phone chirped. The digital assistant’s voice asked, “Are you sure you want to...
View ArticleAnd the Oscar Goes to Jail by Yaron Kaver
And the Oscar Goes to Jail by Yaron Kaver The lineup at the 109th was my first real gig. I could tell right away it was going to be different from anything I’d done before. For starters, the auditions...
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