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Stories
Fiction
He picked up the knife I had there, and said he’d kill me if ever I told.
Fiction
My wife fell in love with a dancer. A woman. I came here to get away.
Story of the Week
“No one shoots when the army inoculates and hands out money.”
Story of the Week
It was as if we were shedding our very selves to become someone else.
Story of the Week
He ached to move into and out of her body and make her feel him fiercely.
Fiction
It was the day I told a lie that would embarrass me for years to come.
Fiction
Sometimes these fools shoot themselves, playing with their weapons.
Fiction
I take a sip of Turkish coffee and wrinkle my nose, like a baby.
Story of the Week
Mark was spending his life with one of the world’s weaklings.
Fiction
Eleanor opened the door to Nick’s bedroom and felt breathless with fury.
Fiction
Today was the first day of her new life, and she was on an adventure.
Fiction
“There’s life after birth! That’s what jails and lethal injections are for!”
Fiction
“Your mother’s fine,” Giuseppe said. “We’re all completely fine.”
Story of the Week
All that existed was Louisa’s beauty—or Khin’s refashioning of it.
Fiction
He is not in the position to lose a friend. Not when one is all he has.
Fiction
Late March 2002. “Mud time”—so called in Mad River Junction, Ohio.
Story of the Week
I must never go to the garden without a heavy stick or a corn-knife.
Story of the Week
He betook himself to the metropolis to become a literary man, of course.
Fiction
She had come to the scene where she needed to get them in bed.
Fiction
I was nagged by those boxes from my old life stacked in the garage.
Fiction
After the password was given, the question remained. My name.
Fiction
He does not dare to ask the question flaring in his head. Will she stay.
Story of the Week
Trailblazers we celebrate. Those outcasts, outliers, and outlaws.
Fiction
Fortyish, give or take, each of them correctly estimates the other to be.
Fiction
Rise the Euphrates, my first novel, grew out of a feverish dream.
Story of the Week
I wander among my recollections of the world of letters in London.
Story of the Week
Throwing the El Camino into drive, he roared down the mountain road.
