# Fiction

Short stories, poems, and prose. Fearless writing required.

Imaginary Business Lady

Imaginary Business Lady

The Business Lady pressed her on what her favorite shows and toys were and proceeded to tell her the prospects of the corporations behind them.

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5 min read

10 Minutes in the Woods

10 Minutes in the Woods

I marched in a direction of which I knew not, filling me with a positivity that was only matched by its notorious bedfellow, negativity.

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7 min read

The Laws of Physics, According to Salinas

The Laws of Physics, According to Salinas

Here, the sun never shone. It was blotted out by an eternal fog, a white-grey sheet pulled over a town which had long ago flatlined, but whose body remained here, somehow forgotten and forever awaiting an autopsy.

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25 min read

Ted Dickerson's Last Life

Ted Dickerson's Last Life

Today is Ted Dickerson’s 84th birthday. Or his 4,534,119,982,103rd birthday if you count his other lives, which he, of course, does. Either way, he’s determined to make it his last.

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15 min read

unknow me

unknow me

pretend you don’t know me ... is that impossible? ... pretend it’s not ... i want to be unknown—

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4 min read

Spaceman

Spaceman

I absorbed nothing, except her last words as she stepped into their car: “Children are easy to lie to. You’re smarter than most of them.”

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19 min read

The Nature of Things

The Nature of Things

I knew your mother, she says and your ancestors all the way back, and she shudders remembering what came before.

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2 min read

O'Reilly: The Patron Saint of Happiness

O'Reilly: The Patron Saint of Happiness

There are no picket fences high enough, no hill too steep for your fresh heart.

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3 min read

a sonnet

a sonnet

last summer when you called ...

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1 min read

Height

Height

I’m from a place where tree roots are shallow ...

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1 min read

Snow Girl Found

Snow Girl Found

Years ago, I met my true love here. I was six, he was six. Now I’m fifteen, and so is he. He waits for me on these chilly winter mornings. His lips are cold, they melt when they touch mine.

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15 min read

Portrait

Portrait

... leaving the little tracks in the dirt where you can see behind you for miles what you left but not why.

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4 min read
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