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Fiction
Spring Contest Winners
Men came over carrying lanterns and pulled away the chunks of ice.
Fiction
The draft of ten handwritten pages would have to be cut back to five.
Fiction
The man lifted his shirt just enough to show the handle of a pistol.
Story of the Week
We put effort into making things that No Man would ever think of creating.
Story of the Week
Tanya jokes that she comes to the East Coast now only for funerals.
Story of the Week
I’m in a fight for my career and the SOB won’t be there for me.
Fiction
“You’re great with people. Ever since you got over the drooling problem.”
Story of the Week
Some types of pain are just too deep to touch, are better left alone.
Spring Contest Winners
I’m covetous of my worldly neighbor. And he’s not accommodating.
iStories
He’d always wanted to kiss her thigh dimples but never dared.
Fiction
“No, no,” we say. “We’re fine! Really! We love things just the way they are!”
N30B Winners
Today the game was to try to catch one of the cats in a pillowcase.
Fiction
“You mean to fall in love with your wife while I’m gone,” she said.
Story of the Week
Zeus’s tongue thrusts straight and deep between my lips.
Fiction
Cerberuses ran in packs, terrorizing drunks who fell in the snow.
Story of the Week
At the copier, her back to him, running off copies, was Penny Ayler.
Fiction
The door opened, and Dan stormed in, shouting, “Motherfuckers!”
Classics
The boy had never before seen his father hopeless. He was afraid.
Fiction
If Vann kisses her, a mist will rise in her brain. A promise of oblivion.
Story of the Week
I had promised my children to end the war before they grew up.
Fiction
He’s not the skinny hippie all the paintings make Him out to be.
Fiction
The future was spread out for us to go in any direction we wanted.
Fiction
“You know what they say about
free health care. It costs money.”
free health care. It costs money.”
Fiction
I was only five when Dad told me I had died. “You drowned,” he said.
Story of the Week
Albert came to her rescue. “The Great Gatsby’s our religion,” he said.
iStories
Pressed against his body, mean with wanting, she’d surrendered.
Fiction
Rain falls steadily, rattling down drainpipes and gurgling into gutters.
Story of the Week
Ella knew she hadn’t hurt Sebastian, but she knew she’d betrayed him.
