Stories
Story of the Week
“Ki-Tae the famous pastor,” Jae says to her. “Can you believe life.”
Fiction
He thinks with joy and conviction that the Japanese are his enemy.
Story of the Week
Of late a graduate student named Cassius has joined our ranks.
Fiction
I felt that this maternal oblivion could be the rest of my life.
Fiction
There in the trees, swinging from branch to branch, they saw Pete.
Story of the Week
The cottage stood as a metaphor for what she wanted out of life.
Story of the Week
The King’s affair was supposed to be a secret. But you know how it is.
Story of the Week
Our remarks must be tempered by a sense of cooperation.
Fiction
Don’t tell him you’re a virgin, says Peggy. You’ll freak him out.
Story of the Week
A gift tells you who you are and what you’re not in the eyes of others.
Story of the Week
He was nervous and ill at ease, but my bearing seemed to reassure him.
Fiction
He’s clear about his wishes: to die in this house, in his own bed.
Fiction
If there was any magic in his sad life, it happened on that day.
Fiction
When the coach called again, Wayne felt his temper slipping.
Fiction
He’s got a nice, deep kind of voice. He doesn’t sound redneck at all.
Story of the Week
His mind was a glass vase shat-
tered into pieces across the floor.
tered into pieces across the floor.
Winter Contest Winners
The plant’s root must be cut cleanly. Not too close to the bulb.
Story of the Week
We shall still cherish in our hearts the memory of those dead.
Story of the Week
My own experience is that the more we study Art, the less we care for Nature.
Fiction
You don’t feel anything when they cut you, not at first, just the blood.
Story of the Week
It had taken Thursdale seven years to form this fine talent.
Spring Contest Winners
“You think you know me,” the girl spat back, locking eyes with Esiha.
Fall Contest Winners
The students usually didn’t look up to see who was serving them.
Fiction
Some people you come across you come to love. He was one of them.
Story of the Week
Each harbored a sense that a family of three was not a real family.
Story of the Week
When he got up in the morning the work was done ready to his hand.
Fiction
This itchy voice, this desperate chant, that begs: okay. Okay.
Story of the Week
“Go watch the showgirls, Roy,” said Chino. “It’s educational.”
