Tagged: new fiction

Comedy Fiction Short Stories 2

The Human Comedy: Street Cleaning

Comedy Fiction Short Stories   Marty McMichaels had two choices — the same two choices he had every time they came — and neither choice was a good one.It was Tuesday morning in Manhattan, and it...

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The Bay

Travel Stories   From Boulevard Jean Jaures down to Rue Alexandre Mari the moonlight fell on everything, like a painter had dragged his brush, daubing the puddles from the evening showers so the water...

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Grandma Clifton

Family Story   When I was younger, my grandma took my brother and I to a lot of movies. It was good bonding time, and we would all hangout at her house before and...

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Charlie

Short Story   Charlie was an Oxford man. That is, he attended until they found him under the sheets with a hired boy. Then they promptly relieved him of his education, his future. Thing...

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Halloween

Short Story   In fifth grade we had a Halloween costume contest at school. I had the best costume. My mom, brother, and I always went to Goodwill to get the actual costume parts,...

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Ice Cream Fling

Short Story   After briefly scanning the area of the Dairy Queen parking lot, Rachel pulled her car into the spot next to another car she assumed to be empty. Putting the car in...

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Forest Creatures: Quiet – Part Six

Serial Fantasy “We are to leave soon, Little Thing,” Ice said lazily one evening while freezing little flowers beside her until the red petals dried and cracked apart. “You must take your heart and...

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Forest Creatures: Quiet – Part Five

Fantasy “Would you like to know the secret?” Little Thing nodded. “If you can survive submerging yourself in this spring I will tell you and then I will make love to you.” The human...

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The Lot Lizard King

Short Story   The highway glistened with every fat rain drop as the fading sun beamed a bright orange into the cars rearview mirror. Jerry Wells’s vision was as blurry as the passing pines...