Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part One
Short Story About the time Jennifer was old enough to leave elementary school, her mother bought a dog; a golden Pomeranian she had named Cosette, or something as equally asinine for an animal....
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Short Story About the time Jennifer was old enough to leave elementary school, her mother bought a dog; a golden Pomeranian she had named Cosette, or something as equally asinine for an animal....
Serial Fiction Is dinner ready? How is your brother? I asked first. You’re drunk. He is not well. I have done everything. He cannot breath without the oxygen mask. We just tried to entertain...
Serial Fiction ‘Why do I sense something criminally wrong behind this speech?!’ ‘Because you are smart enough to know that behind every fortune there is an … action of omission.’ ‘I was borne in...
Serial Fiction That you have in common with gypsies. What? Disdain for formal clothing. I hear music approaching. Ah yes, my brothers do that every night when they’ve had enough brandy. They come here...
Short Story Jeremy Plott’s death was not what he had expected. This wasn’t wholly unusual, since very few people truly want to die and, while many people have an idea of what the afterlife...
Serial Fiction No cigarette for me, thank you. I quit. I never took you for a quitter. Before I eat I want you to tell me what you know. Every day is a gift....
Serial Fiction When I was twelve-years-old I got accepted into the CAPA middle school program. This stood for Creative and Performing Arts- Americans love an acronym. To get in I had to try...
Short Story “Good morning, Dr. Hamster!” “Hi, Janice.” Dr. Hamster was out of breath. There had been construction on the GW Bridge again. “How was your weekend?” “Your 8:30 is here.” “But it’s not...
Short Story Henry’s calm outward demeanour was achieved at a terrible price. Whenever he felt frustration or rage he would bite his tongue, and send the ugly feelings back from whence they came. Denied expression,...
“I found a dog today,” said Aaron. “He was walking around near where the subway used to be. I tried to call him closer, but he was scared of me. I put a little...
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...
It was quite a work out carrying all the eighty-five pieces. He had calculated one extra in the batch of paintings for a special threat. He could not wait to leave the storage. He...