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Stories
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Blacked-out little angel, you shuffle home under the streetlights.
Story of the Week
She’d do anything once, to know what it was like.
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I was under a spell, those days. I had been ever since I’d first seen her.
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He’s an excellent student. It’s just that . . . he thinks ideas are real.
Fiction
It lay slumped where they’d dragged it, a fright of an animal.
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Everyone roared at her wit. Ravenous children prowled like tigers.
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He thought about kissing her. Then he decided that she was just lonely.
Love Story Contest
Interviewer said he had no intention of stealing anything from Subject.
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She looked over through the falling snow. “Jack?” she said. “Is that you?”
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It is February in Ukraine. Juliana tells the reporter she just wants to live in her country.
Fiction
The scent of lighter fluid and tobacco drifted in through the window.
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The neighbors were Ukrainians with bad tempers and owned guns.
Fiction
She sips the coffee and thinks about throwing herself off the balcony.
Fiction
They wrapped him in bandages from all three kits. The old man watched them.
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At nineteen I lived for three months as an earnest cocaine addict.
Fiction
The room barely fit a bed, a chest of drawers, and a rocker, all not hers.
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“You could come, too! No one’s forcing you to go to fucking China.”
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Don’t start conversations or attract attention. Don’t be suspicious.
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It changes nothing. It’s nasty shit, and you’ve gotta get clean.
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I’d done what no woman of my race and social station had ever done.
Classics
I was the man in her life. I know I’m different now. Now I’m a bird.
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I never left my wife, and she never left me, but this isn’t exactly true.
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The boy in the woods was a secret. My secret. My first real secret.
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Thus John Redding grew to manhood, playing, studying and dreaming.
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I didn’t know that by falling for you, I was falling for your demons too.
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There’s something about traveling by plane. People tell their secrets.
Fiction
I put my hand on my stomach and had an image of the melting snowman.
Fiction
Takis brought down the demons that would pursue him the rest of his life.
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If he wanted to kiss Sophie tonight, he probably shouldn’t steal from her.