Category: Short Stories

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Taking Flight

Short Story I’m surrounded by concrete buildings, as hollow as cicada shells. No more than a story tall — two at the most — the windowless grey edifices dot the immediate landscape around me....

Indian Bride 1

Glass Doll

Her expression was always quite the same. A serene face, almost too serene. It was as if underneath those small smiles and tipsy eyes there laid sorrow that had now become her constant companion....

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Happily Ever After

He keeps all his photos, and looks through them regularly. She’d never said so, but to herself she admits that of course it bothers her. In fact, how could he not see that it...

short story about special connection 0

52 Hertz

Short Story   There’s a whale that exists called the 52hz-Whale. 52hz is the frequency of their calls. Not a lot of them exist, but a few do. Whales use their calls to attract...

short stories about life lessons 1

A Crucial Lesson

Short Story   You think you know, sonny?  You don’t know!  You don’t know!  I  know; I was there!  I saw it all unfold and I could tell you every detail…  of what?  Of what? ...

man holding a candle in stairs 0

Intoxicating – Part 1

Why are the scars overshadowed. Curious. Intended vs normal. Bleeding puss and the leaking scabs are welcomed sadly when sober. A representation of not knowing what’s happening in the world. Self inflicted naïveté. The...

Coffee Shop, fiction about soul mates 0

Beat

Short Story Where I come from, people have two heartbeats. One that belongs to the organ that pumps blood through our veins and another that belongs to someone else. It’s always with us, thrumming in...

Walls are Alive 0

Fingerprints

“There’s something inside the walls,” Steve whispered. He leaned closer, ear nearly brushing against the faded, salmon wallpaper. So close, he could feel it through the miniscule hairs on his cheek. Breathing slowed to...

impending loss fiction 0

Coyotes

Short Story   Dad said he heard Coyotes around midnight every night. He slept on the couch a lot, which made it hard for him to sleep. The television would be on quietly until...

Open Book 0

Líneas

The crowds gathered for the keynote speaker. A dark stage and maroon drapery were the only obstacles between him and and his eager audience. He appeared to raucous applause and noticed how they were...

Boyhood 0

The ‘IF’ Factor

Fifteen minutes left. Time was laughing in his face, in autocratic control of the situation. He was subject to the intervals. The sunlight beckoned through the window, but he was afraid to rush to...